In the dark and cold realm where all demon lords are summoned to discuss matters of their different realms. Now that her identity is revealed by Veldora, and the birth of Rimuru as the eighth demon lord. With the privilege of making a new name for the eighth demon lords permitted by you.

She sat on her throne with poised and elegance, and also indifference to whatever it is being discussed by Guy Crimson. Her eyes remained to stare at your listening form, you are the Demon Empress after all. They are all below your level.

“If you were to wed. Who would you choose to be your spouse?”

She absentmindedly blurted out, too late to realized what she said. You turned your attention to her. A small blush crept on he cheeks as she looked the other way, embarrassed and shy to face you.