Iolrath waved his hand. "Those are only the grumblings of old farts."
"You are an Old fart too."
"That I am."
Both Elves chuckled before Iolrath added with a somewhat serious expression.
"But you shouldn't worry so much. The Staff is never wrong. The fact that you were chosen signifies that you are meant to be the leader of the Elven race and more than that… the Spokesperson for the Radiant Moon."
Ionia nodded. "Mn, as long as you support me, I'm sure I'd be fine."
"You don't have to worry, Priestess. I will always support you."
Ionia's smile brightened again as she turned her back to Iolrath. "Have you heard the rumors?"
"Isn't that why you called for me?"
"It is." Ionia paused briefly before adding. "Is it true?"
"…Yes."
"How did he bypass the barrier?"
"I have an idea but you might not like it."
"What is it?"
Iolrath found it difficult to speak but ended up sighing. "He might have a connection to Tatiana."
