“Ah, no, Irene…”

Raven’s sister had been a young girl last he saw her, but she was now a mature lady. As such, he felt taken aback by her unchanged behavior. However, he soon patted her head, realizing that she just wanted to be his younger sister in the moment.

“I’m sorry it took so long. How have you been?”

“I don’t know! Uhnngg! Huwaaaahh!”

The empress returned to her younger self and shook her head in the arms of her brother.

“It will not do for the empress to continue acting like this, hmm? I won’t be going anywhere.”

“Yes. Heugh…”

Raven spoke with a gentle smile, and Irene returned the smile after slowly parting from her brother. However, she continued to hold his hand tightly, not risking the chance that he would suddenly vanish into thin air.

“Oh my…”

Ian shook his head, dumbfounded at her actions and demeanor. However, he knew how deeply she cared for her brother. A smile was caught on his lips.

“Anyways, how did you know it was me even though I have a different face?”

“What? Of course I knew. I am also Pendragon.”

“Ah…”

Raven nodded.

Even though she was now the mistress of the empire, she was also a direct descendent of Pendragon. There was no way she...