Joan stepped on the floor towards the huddled group of Directors. Even they have such status of being the class directors, they seemed to enjoy idly chatting towards the Princess. They have respect towards Joan but they still behaved as a director. Their aura was still of a high ranking official.
"You know Princess Yulia, you have your mother's eyes. I can see her eyes in you," Mills said to her.
"Such an honour to be compared to her. But I am not as strong as her," Princess Yulia said to him.
"The young Princess sure has grown. I can remember that she was still tiptoeing her feet on the floor when I visited her in the past," Troan said to them.
"Time sure flies by," Roan said to him.
"Yes," Greaz said seconded.
