Jones and Belle were at a loss for words.
"Alright, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Good news."
"The good news is, the most beautiful girl in the whole place already knows us. She is standing right in front of us, Belle!"
"What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is, the most beautiful girl here is Belle, and we've come to the wrong place!"
...
Two kilometers away, on the other side of High Court Mountain.
A massive castle with an expansive area.
In the spacious and exquisite garden, a few elf gardeners wearing shackles were meticulously trimming the flowers.
On the second floor of the castle, Tiris was peering through the window, a sullen expression on her face, seemingly still unsettled from the recent conversation.
Isido was sitting on the sofa behind her, his legs crossed.
"Sister, do you think he's serious? About declaring war."
"What do you think?"
