Kirito and Asuna, now reigning as the Star King and Star Queen of the Underworld, found a rare moment of tranquility in their royal chambers. The massive windows offered a breathtaking view of the Underworld, with its mythical landscapes and the glow of sacred power. The couple lay on a luxurious bed adorned with intricate designs, wrapped in each other's arms, enjoying the peace that eluded them in the tumultuous world they governed.

The room was bathed in the soft, ethereal light from the sacred power that flowed through the veins of the Underworld. The atmosphere was serene, and the only sound was the distant hum of the world they presided over. Kirito and Asuna reveled in the rare luxury of simply being together, without the weight of responsibilities on their shoulders.

"My liege, I bring news. A visitor seeks an audience with you," the messenger announced, a hint of trepidation in their voice.

Kirito sighed, torn between the desire to remain in this moment with Asuna and the responsibility that came with his position. Asuna, sensing his conflict, gently squeezed his hand, silently assuring him that duty could not always be set aside.

"Tell them they may enter," Kirito instructed, reluctantly preparing to face whatever matter required his attention.

He waited in the throne room where this person requesting his aid was to meet him

"Feel free to say whatever, you chose to converse with me, I'll listen regardless of how minor it may seem, but first, your name would be appreciated."