Crystal stifled her laughter. "Do you really think I’m naive, Jerome? I may not have been the monarch for long, but I can handle myself. What in the world could possibly make me think that way? Stop mimicking your mentor by trying to keep me in suspense."

Jerome smiled when he heard this, leaving Crystal slightly surprised.

"This is my first time seeing you smile, albeit a little forced,” she commented.

"Sir Adrian sent me a confidential letter from Sans City," Jerome said.

"He did?! I knew he was alive. What did the letter say?"

Crystal did not seem too surprised at this news. She knew Adrian would find a way to stay alive, defying the many times she had assumed him dead.

"He only wrote a few words—time, memory, existence, everything will be reset.."

Crystal waited for Jerome to elaborate, but nothing came.

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Crystal seemed shocked. Everything will be reset? Few could deduce what those jumble of words meant.

"Adrian always talks in riddles, and I