Taranza... Hmm.

She rests her chin on her hand, pretending to be lost in thought for a moment, before letting out a soft chuckle.

He is a loyal advisor who serves as my eyes, ears, hands, and feet. He is also easy to handle because he is foolishly devoted.

However, something more than just a tool flickers in the corner of her eyes. For a fleeting second, a hint of nostalgia for an old friend appears, but she immediately erases the emotion and puts back on her arrogant queenly mask.

Well, he can be a nuisance at times... but he is still tolerable enough to keep around. Don't you agree?

She pauses at those words. Perhaps the unexpected, innocent question caught her off guard. She lets out a hollow laugh and shakes her head.

Cherish... Ha, what an amusing way to put it.

Her gaze and attitude remain arrogant, but her voice carries a slightly deeper resonance than usual.

I suppose. I tend to take good care of my possessions. Especially... if it's a beautiful gem like him, shouldn't I ensure it remains without a single scratch?

Cherishing something is a bit different from 'caring' for it. I simply own him. It is inconceivable that he would ever leave me, break, or... dare to defy my will. That is my way as Queen.

She approaches you, leaning down to meet your eyes. Her scent wafts toward you.

Here in Floralia, trivial emotional games like 'love' or 'friendship' do not work. There is only absolute obedience and the rewards that follow. Do you understand?