"Your brother knew her before?"
In the crowd, Princess Ivyst suddenly spoke out of nowhere to Eleanor in her arms.
A woman's terrifying sixth sense was acting up.
When Lynn glanced at the Silent Saintess, though brief and faint, Princess Ivyst still felt a premonition rising in her heart.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she did not fly into a rage immediately.
Eleanor looked up, then shook her head, "No, brother has probably never met her."
How come you're so familiar with that guy's social circle too... Princess Ivyst was somewhat displeased, but she understood the principle of a united front.
Currently, she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, and this little one was his biological sister; nothing could possibly happen.
Hearing Eleanor's answer, Princess Ivyst snorted coldly in her heart, becoming even more convinced of her suspicion that something had transpired between the two.
