How much effort has been needed to reach this step? Chairman Yafarda no longer remembers; he only knows he has finally arrived at this position, yet he remains a long way from his desired destination.
Council Chairman... Haha, doesn't that sound so respectable? To ordinary Elves, any council member is a great figure they must look up to, and the chairman is the most revered of the revered, even addressing him directly seems abrupt.
But to the King Blood Elves, merely holding the title of chairman does not warrant their complete respect.
Just like now.
"Uncle."
As the Communication Crystal Pad lit up, Yafarda answered the call and heard a soft voice: "Why did you do this?"
"Anfa. It's surprising that after not seeing my nephew for so long, his first greeting in years turns out to be a question."
Lost in thought, Yafarda nodded slightly and softly said, "Which matter are you referring to?"
"Siren."
