Chương 787: Gratitude, Non-Divine Blessing

The woman who emerged out of the colorful feather was a breathtaking beauty. She appeared to be in her late twenties to early thirties and donned in an attire fit for a queen. She had spring green eyes and black wavy hair that was partly tied up. And, even though the aura around her was remarkably calm, Izroth could sense a dense source of power contained within it.

"It is because you are the one teaching the manners that I cannot rest easy," Ierosni responded.

Her lips curved into an elegant smile as she walked forward.

Frous immediately moved to the side, not daring to block Ierosni's path.

"Frous, go and inform the others in the Sanctuary that our guests will be arriving momentarily," Ierosni said as she halted her steps right before Ilioreas while sending a meaningful gaze in Frous' direction.

"By your will," Frous responded respectfully as he raised his hand to his chest.