My cousin is becoming a legend.

Lynn sighed softly upon hearing this.

"Very well, then, as you wish, I will call you Eleanor in private from now on. Is that alright with you?"

Eleanor gave Lynn a thumbs up and chuckled, "That's right, exactly!"

Lynn smiled and said, "Eleanor, now I want to ask you a question, but it might be a bit offensive. Would you allow me to ask it?"

Eleanor became a little nervous upon hearing this, and she chuckled softly, "I... I know I'm an unfit queen, but as long as... as long as you can give me some face, you can ask."

Lynn shook her head.

"Eleanor, there is no queen more worthy than you in the world, but that's not what I wanted to ask."

Eleanor was a little shy from the compliments.

She awkwardly touched her head, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

If it's not to criticize her, then what else would she ask?

"What I want to ask about is the monarch's sword within you."

Eleanor was taken aback.

"The Monarch's Sword?"

Lynn hesitated for a moment, then said directly, "The surging power of the Monarch's Sword within you is flowing into my body."

Eleanor was startled.

She knew that sticking to Lynn would make her feel much more comfortable.

But she never expected that the energy in her body would be transferred to Lynn's body.

Isn't sticking close to Lynn some kind of magical method she invented to control the Monarch's Sword?!

Eleanor's playful expression vanished instantly.

She quickly stepped down from the throne, her face full of worry.

"Lynn, how are you feeling right now? Where did the energy accumulate?"

I'm sorry, I really didn't expect the energy to end up in you. This is just too bizarre.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have...

Lynn interrupted Eleanor's apology.

"You don't need to apologize to me. It's my duty to ease your pain. But now I have a question."

Eleanor looked at Lynn with nothing but guilt in her eyes.

She said in a deep voice, "Ask away, I'll tell you everything I know."

Lynn considered his words.

Finally, he spoke up and asked.

"I saw a giant black dragon in my mind's eye. Do you know what it is?"

Upon hearing this, Eleanor was utterly shocked.

She stared intently at Lynn and asked instinctively:

"You can see it too?"

Lynn nodded.

Eleanor felt utterly absurd.

A certain kind of common sense that belongs exclusively to royalty is crumbling.

"Your Majesty, was my question perhaps too presumptuous?"

Lynn immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Your Majesty, I am deeply apprehensive. I hope you will consider that I never mentioned this matter."

When Eleanor saw Lynn back to his old self, she was furious.

She struggled to pull Lynn up from the ground with both arms.

Eleanor complained, "Didn't we agree that we wouldn't do this in private?"

Lynn calmly shook her head.

"I seem to have made a mistake just now, please punish me."

Lynn's deliberately distant manner almost made Eleanor cry.

But she hesitated for a moment about whether she should tell Lynn about these things.

"Lynn, can I...can I trust you?"

"I am your Paladin, Your Majesty."

Eleanor smiled wryly upon hearing this.

"Yes, you are my Paladin. Theoretically, you are the closest person to me besides my deceased parents. I shouldn't have doubted you, I'm sorry."

Lynn glanced at Eleanor's somewhat disappointed face and sensed something was wrong, so he quickly added:

"Besides that, I am also your friend, and Violet's friend."

Eleanor was silent for a moment, looking at Lynn with her mouth slightly open.

Eleanor sniffled and quickly turned around, her back to Lynn.

"...Yes, we're still friends. You and Violet are both my friends."

Eleanor tilted her head back and fell into a long silence.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice slightly hoarse:

"Actually, the black dragon you saw was not a real dragon, but something similar to an energy creature."

Long, long ago, the people of Ancient Farich called this substance forbidden mercury. As for the Monarch's Sword within me, it was a weapon specially crafted by that person to imprison it.

The resentful inhabitant imprisoned within this small metal sword for thousands of years is a forbidden mercury classified as a natural disaster, extremely dangerous.

Its name is Salamander, the Fire Spirit.

Eleanor turned around, her eyes filled with seriousness as she looked at Lynn.

"Lynn, although I don't know why it appeared in your mind, it's definitely not a good thing. Don't worry, I will never touch you again to ease your pain."

Lynn shook her head.

"Eleanor, you don't need to worry about me. Although its violent power causes you unbearable pain, it is very docile inside me, and I don't feel any pain at all."

"What I really want to know is how your ancestors dealt with this ferocious beast. If there are any records, they might be helpful to both of us."

Eleanor was somewhat puzzled.

Lynn did not appear to be lying.

Because she knew all too well that kind of pain, a pain that ordinary people could not possibly hide.

And she certainly didn't see any pain on Lynn's face.

That's why she never suspected the energy would end up in Lynn's body.

But what exactly is going on here?

How could this happen?

There's absolutely no such thing in their royal records.

Eleanor shook her head vigorously.

I just couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

Since she had already placed all her hopes for saving the entire kingdom on the man in front of her, what did she have to be afraid of?

Even if the worst happens, she has no complaints as long as it brings happiness to the people of the kingdom.

Eleanor immediately pulled a book out of her storage ring.

She handed the book over.

"This book contains what you want to know; take it and read it."

Lynn accepted the book with both hands.

He glanced through it and found that the contents were indeed what he wanted.

Lynn put it into her storage ring.

He asked one last question.

"Eleanor, I wonder what impact it would have on you if the Lord's Sword were to be transferred into someone else's body one day?"

Eleanor stared into Lynn's eyes and smiled.

"Don't worry, that would be a complete relief for me. Actually, I've been looking forward to that day, but unfortunately the imperial physician said my body isn't yet capable of bearing children, so the ministers haven't arranged a marriage for me. Therefore, the issue of succession will have to be decided by my distant relatives. Hehe, but it's made me much more relaxed~"

Lynn secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's fine.

If Eleanor were to die because of the transfer of forbidden mercury, he would feel utterly guilty.

That concludes the question.

Lynn didn't leave immediately. Instead, he told Eleanor about his experiences at school and stories from his travels that he could share with her.

Eleanor listened quietly, her eyes filled with longing.

Due to her health condition and some complex political factors, Eleanor was confined to Greyhold and unable to venture out.

Therefore, Eleanor especially longed for stories from the outside world and particularly enjoyed reading chivalric romances.

Every time Violet returned to the capital from her travels to visit her, those were the happiest days for her.

One reason is that it was rare to find a friend in the palace who was about the same age as her.

More importantly, through Violet's vivid descriptions, Eleanor seems to have gained a different pair of eyes in this world.

Through these eyes, she was finally able to freely experience the beauty and pain of this world.

Through Violet's description, she learned that in the other country, her people were still suffering.

Their anger, their cries, and their yearning for dignity resonated deeply with Violet in her songs.

Thus, the Restoration Society was officially recognized by the Kingdom.

Although she didn't understand, Eleanor knew they were undertaking a difficult but great cause.

So she used her meager royal funds to sponsor those she had never met in another country.

She knew she couldn't do much, but she also knew it was the only thing she could do for them while locked away in the deep palace.

"Eleanor, that's enough for today. Next time, I'll tell you more about the funny things that happened to me at school."

"Alright then, but you can't drag this out for too long."

Eleanor smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll come to visit again soon."

Lynn's figure disappeared into the throne room.

Even long after he left, Eleanor remained standing in the same spot.

The light of the setting sun shone on her through the frosted glass.

A long shadow stretched across the white floor tiles.

The little queen began humming a cheerful song, skipping and hopping along the desolate corridor.

She struggled to climb the steps.

She cheered and jumped onto the windowsill.

She stood in the highest place in the capital.

She simply watched the carriage disappear into the distance.