When Diana was eating her fourth ice cream cone, the Queen's envoy arrived.
The envoy's face was painted like an opera performer's. She had not brought a single guard and floated in alone, smiling as she knocked on the shop door. After drawing the trio's attention, she gave a slight bow and said in a somewhat comical voice:
"Hee hee, welcome, Sorcerer Supreme of Midgard, to Alfheim. Your great reputation has long resounded throughout the Nine Realms. Today, you drove away those hateful Trolls and brought great joy to all the Light Elves."
She wore a loose emerald-green robe and a wool wig, dressed somewhat like a male nobleman from medieval France on Earth.
For some reason, however, she also wore square-framed sunglasses over her nose and several thick gold chains like those worn by rappers around her neck. She had a strange style that was neither quite rustic nor quite fashionable.
But she truly was beautiful. Although she had overused cosmetics and painted herself up like a ghost, she had probably crammed some Earth "dark arts of makeup" before meeting Deathstroke, only to end up with a bizarre mishmash.
Still, as a Light Elf, she had an excellent natural foundation. No matter how she painted or dressed herself, she still looked rather cute.
"You're too kind. It was only a small effort. Though All-Father Odin is gone now and Asgard has temporarily fallen, I still have the ability to protect you. On behalf of Earth, I will continue honoring the agreement you made with Odin back then. By the way, how should I address you?"
While using verbal finesse to elevate himself from a stranger to an ally, Su Ming greeted her warmly with a smile. He floated over the counter, landed lightly, and shook hands with the elven