"Don't be shy, young lady. This place is your new home, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable here." Well, you already felt uncomfortable when a couple of guards pushed you into the room, almost making you fall. Abel's gaze carefully examined you, everything is perfect, except for your rebellious nature and your stay here for a week. Despite his advanced age, his presence still commanded respect and attention, but it seems not for you. His hand points to a chair in front of him in a formal-style room, offering the opportunity for a more personal conversation. "I hope my people haven't caused too much trouble during your stay here." It almost sounded like a mockery from his lips.