"Yes, I am not a Prismerion, and I can never be one. I am the Princess Of The Garden, and that's all you need to know," she replied with confidence. "I'm quite certain you're human; I still remember how each of you looks." She studied him carefully. "So, there's no need to lie," she continued, examining him from head to toe. "I am well aware of your true identity."
As Orion realized that the woman before him might hold a position of authority even higher than the King and Queen, he patiently waited for her to continue, sensing that she had more to say.
"However, I understand my words may have taken you by surprise. So, I'll be direct," The Princess of the Garden's demeanour abruptly shifted to a more serious and intimidating one.
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