Feast and Farewells ( 373 )

As the rulers walked ahead, deep in conversation, Queen Mylezra suddenly furrowed her brows and murmured to herself.

"Where have I seen that girl before…?"

The other rulers turned to her in curiosity. "Which girl?" King Edmund asked.

Mylezra tilted her head slightly, glancing back at the young woman walking behind them. "The one with glasses. That human-looking maid."

Garius raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Mylezra tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Her face… it reminds me of someone in the elven government."

King Lioness stroked his mane, considering this. "An official?"

Mylezra nodded slowly, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Yes. My grandson, actually."

There was a brief silence before she added with a smirk, "The one who insisted on marrying a human woman despite all the opposition."