Carolina's slim chance of survival was no longer in Fisher's hands, but in the hands of Prince Luosang before him.
"Is it not the Witch Research Association? What makes you say that?"
Their conversation was particularly soft, only audible between the two of them.
"Carolina isn't an official from Nali, nor is she a waiter here; she's affiliated with the Witch Research Association."
Luosang looked towards Fisher and then turned to look around, but he didn't see Carolina. Fisher knew she had once again withdrawn into her room.
"Are you saying... she's a Witch?"
Um... to be precise, she's an Artificial Witch.
But an Artificial Witch is still a Witch. Now, the main thing is to make Prince Luosang think about protecting her. Matters of gender should be set aside for now, waiting until later to see Carolina's personal charm prevail. If poorly handled, she could be chased around the world by an outraged Luosang; if well managed, she might even rise to the status of Princess Consort.
