A figure cautiously approached her, gazing at her for a long time before finally gently tapping Zervini.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Her voice was pleasant, crisp, and melodious, like the tinkling of a stream.
Zervini couldn't help but look up, staring blankly at her. She then took a large step back, looking at her in confusion.
"Who… who are you?" Zervini asked hesitantly.
The figure suddenly smiled, "You don't need to know who I am, but your master is currently occupied… Do you want to find your room? I can take you there…"
With that, she turned and walked ahead, and Zervini hurriedly got up and jogged to keep up with her…
