The Mayor was a middle-aged elf, but as one would expect, there was not a wrinkle on his face. The only way you would know was through the mature energy he gave off.
In fact, it was possible that he was way, way older than that since elves could live for up to a thousand years if they had a good bloodline, and that is without leveling up.
As soon as the Mayor heard that the princess was coming to his manor, he rushed to prepare things. He arranged a room for them to et and got everything up to standard.
When Amber arrived, she was led by a butler into the room. She took her seat inside the lounge, and the Mayor was not yet there.
They served her so green tea and biscuits, but she left the tea there—not because she didn't want it, but because she was using it to watch the ti.
Finally, after waiting a bit, the Mayor walked in wearing a black elvish-design suit. He bowed as soon as he passed through the door.
"You have my greetings, Princess Amber Greenwood," he said in a respectful tone.
"Sit down," Amber said in a very emotionless manner, and the Mayor simply followed and sat down.
"You know, when a fish begins to think that he is already too big, do you know what happens to him? He is pulled out of the water and cut up to be eaten.
Or he will be cast into a bigger pond, where he will see bigger fish and realize how small he was. You are a pri example of that, Mayor Zenit," Amber said and then dipped her finger into the tea and took it out.
The Mayor was confused as to why she did that, but he didn't say anything.
"This tea was searing hot when it was brought here, so hot that I would have to blow on it before I would be able to drink from it.
Yet I can stick my finger inside. That shows just how much the temperature of this tea has dropped, and how much ti it took before you arrived.
I hate to throw around weight, but in so many ways, you and this city have crossed the line, Zenit. How dare you allow the princess and next heir to the World Tree to wait for you?
You kept in this lousy lounge and bided your ti to improve your presence—for what? To make feel intimidated? To make yourself look bigger?
I deal with people a hundred tis your status every day, so what made you think you could increase your standing by wasting my ti?" Amber asked in anger.
"My princess, please don't be angry. I had a very pressing matter on my hands when you arrived, and I had to deal with it," Zenit tried to defend himself.
"Do you really think I am stupid, Zenit? I am being grood to beco the next ruler of an empire, and you seriously think that lying to in such a stupid way would work?
Zenit, what matter could be more important than my presence? My presence is the presence of the empire, and you made the empire wait.
The second issue is that if the matter was as pressing as you said, and you tried to rush to by fixing it quickly, then you would have been a little unkempt, no matter the issue.
Unless you had enough ti to change your clothes as well as raise a bath. And that itself would be another issue," Amber said.
Zenit wanted to counter, but what she said made it hard because now there was no excuse. Letting her wait was his way to increase his presence a little.
But now it was backfiring on him because he didn't think the princess would be this tough and interrogative. Whatever the hell did they feed her as a kid?
"My princess, I understand that I should have done better, and I promise this will be the first and the last ti that sothing of this nature will happen," Zenit said.
"Huh? What are you talking about, Zenit? Do you really not understand that you have ssed up grandly? I have been in this city for close to four hours already.
And as the Mayor of this damn place, you already knew about that; there is no denying it. I am very sure that you were inford about the hotel I was staying at.
You knew about being here, yet you sat in your manor. You disrespected the culture and the system of hierarchy. I am one of the highest-standing elves that exist.
Yet I walked into your city, and you thought it was good to ignore . You believed that would make you look better, but it just made you look dumb," Amber said.
"Princess, please understand . I didn't have plans to ignore you. A few things ca up," Zenit said.
"Enough with the lies, you filth. I was already enraged when your people laid hands on my man, so right now, I am burning with hate and anger.
And if you say sothing that might piss off, you might just die here. They were four n that started the fight with my man; I want them publicly executed.
You have three hours to find them and make sure it happens. Also, there is the guard that I smashed against the wall. He too must be executed with them.
Like I said, you have three hours to make this happen, or I will execute you publicly for disrespect to the empire and for being a traitor.
If you understand, say it," she said.
"I understand, Princess. I do," he said and bowed his head, slamming it into the table.
Amber got up and walked out, leaving the Mayor there. Find your next read on empire
The Mayor stayed like that, wondering why he thought what he did would have been a good plan. Because she was a girl? Because she was a child? What drove him to do this and almost end his life here?
One word from her, and he would have died in a second, yet he thought it was wise to do this. How stupid was he?
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