Azalea simply shrugged at his question. "Honestly, Father isn't even sure if this so-called youngest daughter of the Duke actually exists. It's just a rumor he heard. After all, the girl in question has never made a public appearance, and nobody seems to know anything about her."
"The only clue he got was that the Duke's youngest daughter supposedly has red hair. But really, which member of the Sauron family or its relatives doesn't?" Azalea shook her head in mild exasperation.
Lumien quickly understood what she meant. Red hair, though rare for most people, was almost a signature trait for the Saurons and their kin.
His eyes landed on a woman standing at the front of the group. Compared to the row of beautiful priestesses behind her, she stood out like a dull stone among glittering jewels—her appearance, to put it bluntly, was extremely plain.
She looked to be middle-aged, with a few wrinkles starting to show and a serious, stern-looking face.
