Harvest

"Weina's not bad!"

Ignoring the "minor character" who had fallen from the sky, Anita urged her pegasus forward and took the lead in approaching Livina.

Having won her first battle against someone of the same level, Her Majesty the Queen smiled brightly at Anita and waved her hand. Scarlet rose petals filling the sky turned into a shower of luminous flowers and drifted down.

Lifting her skirt, she jumped onto the pegasus's broad back and sat sideways beside Anita, sharing the same mount. Anita wrapped an arm around her slender waist as the two giggled and whispered together.

Each possessed her own charm, and the two breathtaking beauties made for a rare sight in the sky.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

"Your Majesty, as the pinnacle profession capable of using will to interfere with reality, a Titled Knight's strength depends on the strength of their mind. Your performance today was truly eye-opening!"

Evan, who had followed close behind, sincerely applauded and praised Livina as well.

With a light lift of her hand, the breeze on the ground rolled up the pair of high heels she had kicked off and delivered them back to her side.

To be honest, even setting aside their intimate relationship over the years, Evan had always rather "admired" Livina as his liege lord.

Compared with First Princess Stephanie, who had abandoned the kingdom for love and eloped with Jerros, Second Princess Livina was undoubtedly a qualified ruler: disciplined and strong-willed.

Since her youth, she had endured no small amount of hardship in order to become a qualified queen.

While noble young ladies from other families appreciated operas, she trained desperately with her sword; while they went on outings and picnics, she crawled through the yellow dirt of army camps; while they played in the surf by the seaside,