A grave, aged voice sounded from beyond the iron gates. It was a special intonation drawn out with length, the peculiar accent unique to the people of the capital city—elvish.,If the old housekeeper's tone wasn't so cryptic, she would have bolted right now and tossed this mess onto her superiors. But the thing is, she's technically still a senior in college.,Thus, Hayna could only lower her head and apologize first: “I will also apologize to Mr. Evans.”。