Thalia's POV
"Who am I looking at?" I immediately asked her, as my eyes went back to the woman standing at the gates.
I watched as Serenya embraced her in a hug, and at one point, I wanted to think that perhaps she was her daughter.
However, the blonde hair and her physique didn't look like anything she had gotten from the elder who had dark hair and looked like she had a petite body from when she was young.
There was also absolutely no resemblance between the two.
As I watched her also greet the elders, one by one, with a bow everytime she shook their hand, I realized that my question was not being answered.
So, I turned back to Amy, who looked like she was scared of talking about the visitor.
I was tempted to think that talking about her would cause the world to split into two.
Regardless of my maid's hesitation, I pushed her.
"Answere me!"
That was the first time that I demanded something from her.
