Dong, dong, dong…
"Your Highness, you have a visitor."
"Just say that I'm not well."
"It's Prince Hao Lin," said Mitchell softly.
Kashawen was taken aback for a moment. "Arrange for a meeting room."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
She could refuse to see anyone, but she could not look upon the position of Atlantis lightly. Aslan needed alliances too, and Atlantis was the best and the strongest. Furthermore, they would never pose a threat.
Hao Lin Atlas, on all appearances, looked like a young child. However, Kashawen knew that the wisdom he had inherited was not as simple as his look. He was different from Dina Atlas. Dina had royal blood in him, whereas Hao Lin had inherited it.
Respect had to be given for this.
Upon seeing Kashawen, Hao Lin smiled and bowed. Although he was young, he had always given the impression of refinement and cultivation, like a young adult.