Zenith Greyrat, born Zenith Latreia, is a noble of the Holy Country of Millis, second daughter of an earl, once lauded as the model noblewoman for her piety and scholarly prowess. Defying an arranged marriage at fifteen, she fled to pursue adventuring, her naivety in finances and unawareness of her healing magic’s worth leaving her vulnerable until Paul Greyrat intervened. Joining his party, the Fangs of the Black Wolf, as their healer, she grew romantically attached to Paul, marrying him after extracting a vow of fidelity. They retired from adventuring upon her pregnancy with their eldest son, Rudeus. As a mother, she cultivated Rudeus’s inherited magical gifts by securing tutor Roxy Migurdia and later raised their daughter Norn with disciplined affection, fiercely protective of her garden and conservative values. The Teleportation Incident hurled her into a Begaritt labyrinth, encasing her in a mana crystal that preserved her body in youthfulness—blonde, blue-eyed, and voluptuous—while leaving her comatose for years. Rescued a decade later, she emerged mute and detached, yet flickers of her former self surfaced: smiles for Norn, a slap for Rudeus’s polygamy proposal. The crystal imbued her with telepathy, enabling silent perception of infant, animal, and human thoughts, alongside immunity to Orsted’s fear aura. Though initially seeming memory-lost, she retained awareness, later bridging mentally with family. Post-rescue trials included confronting Paul’s infidelity with Lilia, which produced half-sister Aisha. After initial fury, Rudeus-mediated reconciliation led her to forgive both and embrace Aisha. A former S-rank adventurer, she wielded intermediate healing and detoxification magic, elementary fire and water spells, and honed culinary skills under Geese, a pastime enduring through life. Gradually reclaiming fragments of autonomy, she navigated her later years as a Miko bearing the "Curse of Thought Reading," her existence tethered to divine forces yet anchored in quiet family moments and hobbies like jam-making, her telepathic murmurs threading sparse but poignant connections.