"I know, Princess, what you are trying to say, but it is true. I too am aware that immortals can't die, but still, they end up dying while extending their bloodline," the Archmage said.
"Okay, I will figure it out myself for some issues," Princess Olivia said, trying to get up, walking toward the door but stopped.
"I can help you, Princess," he said.
"I know, Your Highness, the Archmage, you can help me. But I don't want to burden you with my worry. If I think of it, I don't know why I'm even taking so much help from you when we are complete strangers to each other," she said calmly, but somehow her expression gave away her distress.
"I know you have given me shelter when I needed it, but I no longer want to take help from you. I wish to say I need to stay here for a while until I decide where I can go. Will you give me permission kindly?" she asked bowingly.
"Princess, you don't have to do this. You are my guest," he said.