At this moment, Anastasia sat upon the throne in the Ice Castle of the Frozen Zone. Watching the wedding vows conclude, she waved her hand and dismissed the image, murmuring to herself, "From Radiant Calendar 9721 to this year, twenty-six years have already passed. Only four years remain until the thirty-year agreement."
"Teacher, was that the gaze of a god?" The young girl standing beside Anastasia came back to her senses and asked curiously.
"Yes, that was indeed the gaze of a god. Now you know just how extraordinary the lord you serve truly is."
"This student still does not understand." Zephirin lowered her head as she replied.
"It is better to be a little confused." Anastasia shook her head, then said to her student, "Although you have advanced to Silver Intermediate during this time, you must not become complacent, nor may you slack off."
"I can only teach you for another four years. You must cherish this time."
"Yes, Teacher," Zephirin replied.
"Velin, Xuemiyya, congratulations." Earl Hurricane smiled at the two as they rose, offering his most sincere blessings.
"Thank you, Granduncle," Velin said gratefully.
Xuemiyya curtsied. "Thank you for your blessing, Granduncle."
With the vow ceremony over, Velin led Xuemiyya around to meet the passing guests and engage in friendly conversation.
At Velin's side, Xuemiyya relied on her own ability and insight to establish connections with the female guests.
As someone born into royalty, she had received such training from childhood—how to help her husband manage his relationships with the other noble ladies.
At the age of twelve, she had been sent to the Axi Magic Kingdom to study Mind Magic because of her Magical Talent, but she had never forgotten what she had learned.
Xuemiyya's displayed affability surprised Velin greatly. If he had not detected any traces