Li Ziran had never imagined that the Elven Queen would suddenly want to see him.
According to Anfuni, the Elves were a queen-ruled race. An Elven Queen would have over a hundred husbands in her lifetime, ensuring the inheritance of the Elven royal bloodline.
A foreign prince like him was, at most, a title meant to win him over. Whether he would ever get to meet her in his lifetime was uncertain, yet this queen he had never met now suddenly wanted to see him.
There was no such thing as a meeting without cause. Of that, he was certain.
Especially not something as muddled as this affair between a prince and a queen.
Shaking his head inwardly, he had far too much on his plate. He needed to understand the elements of his new body, his Light Spell had made another breakthrough, and if his deductions regarding the Light Organ were correct, he would have to begin collecting the other Elemental Organs.
Even if he neither ate nor drank all day, his tasks would still be endless. Where would he find the time for matters between men and women?
"What, are you afraid?" Anfuni asked strangely.
"Me... afraid of what? She's just a woman!" Li Ziran snorted, then chuckled. "I just think there's no need. Keeping some distance is good. If attitudes and interests get mixed in, the relationship won't remain pure."
"The Queen has only just come of age. You are her first husband, so naturally you should meet formally. As her prince, you should also let the Elves get a good look at you," Anfuni explained quickly, skirting around certain important details.
Li Ziran did not take her words seriously. This was not his first time eating raw meat; he could already smell the bloody scent of