"Why did you call me? I don't have time to discuss anything with you," Myrcella said, her tone laced with annoyance.
A chuckle rang out from an old man, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He was none other than Alector, the Guardian of the Holy Tree of Eden. In Claudia's absence, he had taken on the responsibility of caring for it. However, today he was present at the engagement party between Amael and Elizabeth.
Upon seeing Myrcella, he had requested a private conversation, prompting her to separate from the others.
"I never imagined you as someone who would attend such parties, Myrcella," Alector said.
"Don't pretend you know me," Myrcella retorted coldly. "You know nothing about me."
