"Ah! Aha, I understand!"

At the same time, there was a knock at the door and Lorfe entered, placing her hands in front of her and bowing slightly.

"Good morning, Your Highness! There is a visitor downstairs who wants to see you!"

Sevatlana responded, straightening up from her conversation with Romalin, both surprised and relieved by Sevatlana's words.

"And who is this coming then?!" she said, approaching and adjusting her royal robes, her heels clicking on the ground.

Lorfe became nervous and replied

"I don't know, Your Grace, I didn't understand her language or what she was saying. I'm sorry!" She bowed.

Sevatlana began to think and replied again...

"Ah, I understand, I understand. Okay, no problem, you can leave now. And you too, Romalin, go and prepare some refreshments for us!" She puts her hands behind her back as she walks, and Lorfi walks ahead of her.

Romalin nodded nervously...

She headed quickly towards the door and closed the office door, but as soon as they left, Gibanianli entered the room, sneaking in through the window in an easy and smooth manner, and began searching through the closets there as if she were looking for something from her mother's private office...

The scene shifts to the reception hall. Larovi was there, standing and looking at the lady who was inspecting the palace grounds. She walked with regal dignity and cool demeanor. When she turned, she looked at Svetlana, her eyes widened, and she smiled.

Sevatlana was surprised and ran towards the lady and called out to her.