Crystalia, Seraphina, and the other women were stunned when they heard her words.
"Princes…" Crystalia attempted to speak, but her words were swiftly interrupted.
"Call me Aurora, that is my name… and my identity from now on," Aurora responded, looking at Crystalia with a smile.
Crystalia swiftly nodded in understanding and cleared her throat, quickly correcting herself, "Aurora, is Aerialia, the goddess of the hunting moon, really your mother?" she asked, feeling beads of sweat gathering on her forehead.
After all, she and almost every important member of the Prismerion race were part of the Divine apostle of the goddess of the hunting moon, so she was earnest about confirming the authenticity of Aurora's words.
"Yes, I am telling the truth. But nonetheless, if you still choose to doubt me, you can ask her," Aurora responded, pointing towards Aerialia, who had narrowed her eyes at Crystalia.
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