Scar, the giant, seemed displeased by the presence of the woman in black, huffing through his nostrils.
Only upon Alan's command did he reluctantly make way.
"Who are you?" Alan asked directly.
Unfazed by Alan's hostility, the woman in black remained calm while the young man smiled gently.
"I am Phoenix, the second prince of the Empire, and this is my guard."
"A prince?" Chandler chuckled smugly, as if to say to Alan, 'See, I told you they were of high status.'
Ignoring Chandler's gloating, Alan focused on the visitors.
"What brings you to me?"
Phoenix glanced at the curious girls and the formidable giant, Scar, then spoke with some hesitation, "Your Excellency, this is a matter of great importance. May we speak privately?"
Phoenix seemed mysterious but not hostile, so Alan's guard was lowered.
