"But Princess, this could be an opportunity!"
A voice inside the room that was designated for the official work, yet with the furniture surrounding, was echoed with a voice, causing everyone to look in the direction of Mathili, who was seated with her hands clasped together.
The total people within the room were—Mialthara, Ashmira in her cat form seated on Kyle's lap, a small fairy on his head, Olea, and Aleriana.
So overall, the room was filled with individuals, especially women, except for the single man who seemed to be deep in thought, eyes closed as if processing the words of Aleriana, where she clearly depicted even the thought of them exploring the legacy.
"...I don't think you should interrupt, cotton candy," Mialthara stared, eyes amused, bloody gaze to hair like blood, with her fingers touching the hair of Mathili, clearly flinching her, as those words from Mialthara made the already surprised woman tremble even more.
