To be honest, Isabella had only been to the Pure White Tower once when she was very young, along with Yila. To her, this place was actually quite unfamiliar—whether it was the flowers and plants, or the people talking to each other.
Oh, those sitting around the large round table probably had nothing to do with the Pure White Tower either... As those fifty or so beings from various races were here for the "Council of Kings," the kings from all over the world had arrived.
Before this calamity struck, the number of kings who could arrive through the transmission gates of the Three Towers should have been even greater...
Lost in thought, Isabella casually followed Marilla forward and then, accompanied by Marilla's sudden stop, she bumped into Marilla's back.
"Lord Marilla?"
