After Jasmine clearly understood the underlying reason and felt the despair hidden behind that question, her gaze became incredibly gentle. She reached out and patted Xavier's small buttocks, signaling him to relax and let him fly beside her himself. Only then did she slowly walk down the stairs step by step, her light footsteps echoing, coming to stop in front of the frail woman leading the crowd.
"What is your name?" Jasmine asked in a gentle voice, not carrying the slightest bit of anger at being disturbed.
The questioned woman felt somewhat overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, her body slightly jolting. It was still her first time talking to Milady the Lord at such a close distance, close enough to smell the refreshing soap scent radiating from her. "Laurentia... my name is Laurentia, Milady."
