In a certain office, a woman sat.
Her snow-white hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of pure silk, while her crimson eyes scanned a paper in her left hand.
At the same time, the faint sound of a spoon tapping against a glass plate echoed softly as her other hand moved, bringing a spoonful of cake toward her mouth.
The sweet taste spread across her tongue, and she let out a faint hum.
She moved her hand again to take another bite, but this time the spoon struck an empty plate.
Alicia stared at the plate before her, then sighed in disappointment and placed the spoon down, where it vanished in the next moment.
With that, she redirected her attention to the paper.
This time, it wasn't just one of the usual routine matters, but something else—a report submitted by her servants at the estate.
It contained some important news on a global scale.
