"Why does Lorenza seek my presence?" Devon thought inwardly, nevertheless, he still went to meet her. He entered the drawing room and saw Lorenza sitting on an oak wooden chair.

"Why do you come to see me, and what are you doing here?" he asked.

Lorenza looked at him in silence, squinting her gentle orbs.

"Devon, why make things difficult for us?" she asked.

A sad smile appeared on Devon's lips, and he said, "Well, I believe my decisions do not concern you fairies. After all, I have never interfered in your matters."

Lorenza's face grew serious, and she facepalmed. "You do not get it, do you? You do realize...