Mother? Uncle? Cousin?!

While Lyon was consoling Jin, Priscila was a bit grimaced about the situation. She was slightly irritated before she crossed her arm then approached the two of them with furrowed eyebrows.

"Jin, what are you doing? Stop acting like a child."

"But it's my palace! My blood and sweat, it's the proof of our love," muttered Jin to Priscila's rising red hue on her cheeks. 

(Love? So that means that this beautiful woman is) Lyon immediately raised his eyebrows while squinting his eyes. He lamented the fact that it took him this long to know who she was, however, who could blame him since her daughter had auburn hair and she didn't. In fact, none of the two had auburn hair.

"Mother!" exclaimed Lyon without a single shred of shame.