A gem was held in the Queen's hand, and then gently let go.

"What an advanced level of aesthetics... Christina, you surprised me."

The Queen murmured softly.

Christina knelt down on one knee, maintaining a humble attitude, without saying a word.

She knows that any words are superfluous at this time.

Waited for a few breaths.

The Queen asked: "Such a gem, with your strength..."

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