The sun cast its golden light over the grand estate of Tempest Palace in Zone 8. Guards patrolled the vast compound in disciplined formation, while maids hurried about, tending to their daily tasks. Inside, within one of the palace's lavish hallways, sunlight streamed through tall glass windows, offering a stunning view of the palace grounds.
Queen Lucy walked with calm authority, Mystica at her side, while two guards followed closely behind.
"I trust I didn't disrupt any of your plans, Mystica." The Queen's voice was polite, but completely devoid of concern.
Mystica smirked. "Not at all, my Queen. If you've summoned me so suddenly, it must be something urgent."
Queen Lucy nodded slightly. "Indeed. There is a pressing matter, and I believe only you can assist me."
Mystica tilted her head, curiosity sparking in her eyes. "Oh? And might I know what this matter entails?"