"Wasn't it at the Crystal Throne?"
Shade, sitting on a round stool in the Tree House and holding a wooden teacup as he listened to Grandma Qishala's story, looked at the red-haired girl beside him and found that she had happened to look at him as well.
"Grandma, where exactly is this so-called 'Land of Fate'?"
Daniste asked. The elderly elf with silver hair shook her head.
"The tribe's diviners are still calculating it. This is a major matter, after all; we cannot be careless. But all the other preparations have already been completed. As soon as the location is confirmed, we'll send out the invitations, and the ceremony will be held no later than before spring arrives.
So, Emilia, you must make sure to maintain your figure. There will be painters, photographers, and other Recorders there to document this moment that is certain to go down in history. You wouldn't want the Little Elves of later generations to ask why the first Elf Queen of the Sixth Epoch was so plump, would you?"
Emilia imagined the scene and quickly shook her head. Shade smiled and stroked Emilia's golden hair before promising them:
"I will definitely be there when the time comes. Since Emilia placed the crown on my head last time, this time, the God Summoner will place the crown on Emilia's."
This was the first time Shade had admitted before the elves that "Shade Hamilton" was the God Summoner. The several elderly elves who had already suspected it merely smiled kindly and said nothing more.
"Good. We had been wondering who in this era would be qualified to crown Emilia."
Afterward, Shade asked about Fatumonst Snow Mountain, but the elves who lived in the Far North were not very familiar with the place. Emilia, however, wore a thoughtful