Daphne noticed and separated from my arms. Our bodies faced the approaching figure to meet her. With the person just outside the throne room, I was able to see extremely familiar features. Features from a certain daughter I recently met. She stepped into the throne room, at which I saw the extremely ornate jewelry that adorned her clothed body. The sophisticated toga left little to the imagination. The gold accessories adorned her hands and arms, leading up towards her shoulders. On her head, sat a circlet with a single symbol inside. The white Abraxan. It would take one to look closely, but you could see the small signs of wrinkles on her face. 