"You…" Elder Douma tried to speak, but his words did not come out when he saw Elder Anka. The woman's appearance had changed so much over the years, but Douma could still see the same beautiful lady he had known in his youth.
Elder Anka was no different. Aside from his gray hair and long beard, Douma didn't look any different to her. They seemed to be trapped in a memory from over 1,000 years ago and neither of them seemed to find the words to speak.
Although it was not Andrew's place to intervene, he also did not want to stand in the middle of the two elders who were looking at each other as if they were in a staring contest, so he said, "Respected elders, I know that it is difficult for you to find words after so much time, but not saying anything will only make things more uncomfortable."
