The question brought Gris's eyes to look at Solnisca properly. His hand stopped stroking his shoulder.
"Are you saying there are other transmigrators who have occupied this body?" he asked in a low voice.
Several people were still watching Solnisca, speculating in their minds about what had happened to her.
The four children of the Silverth family gathered at one table, their faces reflecting surprise. They thought Gris would join them since he did not know anyone else.
But he chose to sit at the end of the lounge. That was not a problem. What surprised them was the girl sitting with him.
"The girl has golden hair, which only people blessed by the Goddess Amarthia can have," Rowan voiced his thoughts aloud.
People at another table near him could even hear his voice. They had already been told about the golden hair.