Princess Gloria.
Brando remembered the name. Charles had once told him that this woman was Griffine's aunt. Princess Griffine had also told him that she had once had such an aunt, who had been her father's fiancée.
He also remembered Charles's exact words when he mentioned Her Highness the Princess: "She may not necessarily meet you."
In other words, Her Highness the Princess might still be alive.
"Is Her Highness the Princess still alive?"
"She is." The Old Chancellor answered with absolute certainty. "Someone saw her near Brags a few years ago."
"Near Brags." Brando's voice trembled slightly. "Where is she now?"
This time, the Old Chancellor shook his head. "No one knows."
"No one knows?"
"No one, unless your father is willing to speak."
Brando thought for a moment, then shook his head. Even if he could convince his father now, he had no way of contacting him.
He drew a deep breath, then another, before finally calming down. After remaining silent for a long while, he asked, "Lord Nidwen, what does all this have to do with our current situation?"
"I believe this is the crux of the matter. That is why I must meet Her Majesty the Queen. I suspect that someone interfered back then and deceived everyone."
"What do you mean?"
"From Mr. Pamid's notes, we can see that what happened that day did not match what people learned afterward. On the first night, there was no conflict between Her Highness the Princess and your grandfather. In fact, three people entered the center of the fog and reached the center of that temple—Her Highness the Princess, your grandfather, and one other person whose identity remains unknown. Yet later, before the Buga people, Her Highness the Princess gave an entirely different account. Your grandfather was removed from