"This is Milena Orleans from the Orleans family," Arabel said. "And unlike Arslan and me, she is an heiress and a direct descendant of the main Orleans family."
"Oh!" was all Idan could say, walking slowly towards the people waiting for them.
"The Orleans family is from another continent. They moved to this continent after the disaster and worked closely with our family," Arabel explained, following him.
"Let's discuss this later," Idan suggested, approaching the building.
"Mm," Arabel mumbled, understanding the situation.
Before reaching the crowd of about five meters, Idan stopped and looked around the audience once more.
There were Milla, Arslan, the military, representatives of the Association, judging by their clothes, and unknown awakened ones, among whom Milena Orleans stood out. Idan's gaze lingered on her longer than on the others, and Arabel did not miss it.
"Does she really have beautiful legs?" Arabel asked through a mental link.
