Her voice was so soft that Leon felt a shiver run all the way down to his bones.
"Is this the voice of the Elf Queen? It's beautiful," he praised inwardly.
Quickly regaining his composure, he replied, "Yes, it's me—the Elf Queen. It's a pleasure to meet you."
The Elf Queen's body trembled slightly, the excitement on her face barely concealed.
Though she wasn't yet fully convinced that he was the Fated One, that deep, authoritative yet gentle voice had already left a favorable impression on her heart.
"Fated One, are you truly the one Elina spoke of?" She asked with hopeful eyes.
Leon glanced at Elina, who was giggling, clearly amused by her sister's shyness and excitement.
He shook his head softly, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Yes, I am the Fated One. If you don't believe me, I can prove it."
The Elf Queen looked mildly surprised and asked with doubt, "Prove it? How?"
