The young woman looked around as they went into the throne room. She had figured that the kingdom was either rich or heavily taxed the people, and used it mostly on themselves. The numerous paintings of royalty, golden objects, and other decorative things that scream rich.

They approach a man sitting upon an extravagant golden throne twice his size. It looks like he is overcompensating for his baldness. Sitting on his head is a crown with random, colorful gems placed all over it, with no sense or rhythm.

The purple-haired man bows in front of the king. The young woman sees that and does the same. The teenage girl is in amazement at the gold and priceless items on display. She didn't notice that the other two had bowed.

“Your majesty. The two women are the ones who were summoned. One has god healing. The other has an unknown skill that wasn't known until today, called online shopping.” He stops bowing. His hands were in front of him in his robe sleeves. Following the purple-haired man's lead, the young woman stops bowing.

“Online shopping? That sounds like a useless skill.” He thinks the young woman is ugly. He would rather not have her be the one with god healing. As they can't make the people believe that she is sent from heaven or some other bullshit they plan on making the people believe. “Who has that one?”

“The ugly one.” The prince says with a snaky tone. He says it like he knows nothing bad will happen to him. As he is a prince, regardless of rank or birth order. A fist or a hand against him will send someone to the dungeon or death.

The woman has to hold herself back from slapping,  with all her willpower. A slap to the prince will send her to a dungeon. She doesn't want to spend all of her life in jail for teaching the nasty prince not to say things about women.

“Remove her from the palace. We have no use for her.” He waves her off with a snare like his son had. Thinking of her like a rat that has been caught eating his food.

“Your majesty. Her skill might prove to be useful. May I just study it in my quarters in the palace?” The purple-haired man knows there is more behind the name of the skill. If he figures out what it means, they will benefit from it.

“Sure. Do whatever you want with her. Then throw her out.” He doesn't even want to know what it does. “The one with the god healing skill. Take her to a guest room and give her new clothes that suit her." He is planning on parading around, showing her skill off and her pretty face. Having her heal his soldiers from the festering wounds to the superficial ones.

A few servants come in. All of them bow to the king first before taking the teenage girl away. They are going to dress her up and clean her. They are going to make her shine. The prince follows to make sure they do it correctly.

Knowing how short-tempered the king is, he leads the young women out of the throne room.

As they walk through the halls. The young woman can feel the effects of walking a lot in her soreness and pain in her legs and feet. The flat office shoes she is wearing are old and worn out from the years she has owned them. In her original would, she had an office job where she sat for almost 8 hours straight at a desk. Along with her hobbies of anime and gaming. She isn't used to walking as much.

She will try to talk to the purple-haired man. “What is your name? Are you the king's mage or something?” Given that he is the only mage who went with them, that in the ropes that he is a great mage or something.

“My name is Mantas. I'm the mage to the kingdom.” But he is treated like a magic machine by the king and his family. A toy to show off, despite being the most powerful mage in the kingdom and being the kingdom's mage. Having to cast simple spells for their enjoyment at parties or some mind-boring event. The summoning spell had been the most advanced spell that he had been asked to do. It was highly recommended not to be done, not just by him but by other mages too. Due to the possible side effects of its last time it was use. Causing natural disasters to appear, like the space being pulled apart with magic in the world.

Now she has his name. Instead of calling him a pretty boy in her head, she can call him by his name in her head. She does find him to be handsome and pretty. His smooth voice and his silky purple hair. His golden eyes are prettier than that ugly crown. The small mole under his left eye gives off more of a feminine look. Like an actress or model would have.

“I might have an idea wh-” She is shushed by the man. Not wanting others to hear and for word to get to the king.

“We talk about that once we get to my quarters.” He doesn't trust the king to do right by her. Given her treatment by him so far, just based on her looks. If the skill turns out to be useful. The king will use her, and she will be locked away in a room or dungeon for the rest of her natural life. Forced to serve him and the next king if they make her live longer.

He can find beauty in her looks. She just needs to clean her face more and take care of her hair correctly. It looks like it could catch on fire just by being too close to a flame. Her eyes are drained, but he figures that might be due to her life before her and lack of sleep. She has a pretty blue eye color. She has a full figure, with more areas of the body that are attractive to men. Her body might be soft to hold or rest on his head.