"The King of Lahore? The prosperous country of trade?" someone gasped as others whispered to their friends.
"Yes, that country! I knew the King was a woman, but I didn't think she was an Ogre," another person muttered.
"Why? Ogres can't be Kings now?" asked an oni lady with a frown.
"Hey, I never said that! Chill," the dwarven lady said nervously as she was intimidated by the Oni's size.
"Why is a King all the way here teaching us students anyway?" asked a young elf guy.
"Because Saintess Vanuer is an old-time friend of mine," Gloria stated bluntly, "and I decided to help the school train good future Kings, Queens, and nobles, so you don't end up rotten and stupid and ruin your country." She spoke without a shred of hesitation, not caring if her words insulted anyone.
"Well, she's a super blunt woman. Gets straight to her point," a lady with flowers around her hair chuckled.
