84 IT'S NOT HIS FINAL FORM YET

"SO, HOW will I kill His Majesty?" Neoma asked the saint. "What weapon would I use, Your Holiness? Is it Skewer or Tteokbokki? Or perhaps…" She raised her tiny hands. "Would I finally strangle him with my bare hands?"

Saint Zavaroni looked horrified by her questions. "Princess Neoma, is it possible that you really want to kill His Majesty? Even if I'm fond of you, I couldn't protect you once you touch the only moon of the empire."

She laughed a little too loudly. "Your Holiness, the empire owns a continent but you have to know that the world is still vast outside Moonasterion Empire." She closed her eyes and bathed in the warm sunlight. Well, it was already pretty cold so she didn't mind this much sun. "There are "empires" out there with more than one moon, you know?"

By "empires," she actually meant "planets." But she didn't want to explain so she just left it at that.