Having arrived at his room half an hour ago, Orion lay on the bed as he contemplated who they would send to take him to the garden. He'd appreciate it if one of the women leaders of the Prismerian Healer Council came, but it would be acceptable if they sent a member, as long as it was a woman.

Taking the blue panties that Madam Seraphina had given him from under the sheets of the bed. He couldn't resist giving it a sniff, enjoying the pleasant scent, before carefully stowing it away again in alert.

"Knock!! Knock!!" A sound came from the door, prompting Orion to rise from the bed and check who it was.

Pulling the door open, he immediately saw the figure of the person in front of him - Madam Seraphina. She greeted him with a warm smile, and even before he could utter a word, she spoke up, "The Queen has sent a message for one of the leaders of the Prismerion Healer Council to escort you to the garden, and since I'm the only one who isn't currently occupied, I've decided to take you there."

Orion nodded in understanding, inwardly pleased that Madam Seraphina would be the one leading him to the garden.

"We can get going if you're ready," Madam Seraphina said, her smile remaining as she observed Orion's attire, waiting for his response.

"I'm ready, so we can leave immediately," Orion replied, nodding in agreement once more.

"Alright, follow me then," Madam Seraphina responded, turning around as she led Orion towards the garden. This time, although Orion had been to the garden before and knew the way, he decided to walk behind her and pretend otherwise. The reason was that this time, Madam Seraphina didn't dress in her previous long daring-slitted gown; instead, she wore a gown of the same length as Valeria and Mrs. Mesirela's attire.

In other words, as he walked behind Madam Seraphina, he couldn't help but steal glances at her barely covered plump buttocks. The only thing preventing him from getting a full view of her bare buttocks was another beautiful, glistening pair of blue panties.

They did their best to conceal the demarcation of her butt cheeks, but as she moved forward, they allowed her behind to sway in the air with an arousing jiggling rhythm.

It was as if her mini blue gown, which struggled in vain to cover the rest of her heavy backside, only added to the engorged dick erecting spectacle.

Madam Seraphina suddenly stopped walking, causing Orion to halt his steps as well, right in front of the entrance to the garden. The guards positioned at the entrance made the stone gate roll open, and they closed it once both Orion and Madam Seraphina had entered.

This time, Orion took the lead as he knew the way to Saria's tree. Walking confidently in that direction with Madam Seraphina following behind him, Orion abruptly stopped, not daring to take another step as he absorbed the sight before him or, more precisely, the scene beside Saria's tree.

Standing beside Saria's tree was a woman who appeared to be as tall as Fifi. However, unlike Fifi's muscular physique, she possessed a tall and slender frame. She wore a stunning, thin, green, transparent carpet-like gown, adorned with intricate leaf designs in various sizes and colours.

Despite the transparency of her attire, Orion could clearly see her naked bare body thanks to the sun-like beams of light pouring down from the crystals suspended in the ceiling.

Her hair, a blend of golden and green, was crowned with a tiara made of vine flowers. Orion couldn't help but wonder if the king and queen had another daughter, as the woman before him looked like a princess.... a princess who seemed as though she had just been pulled straight out of a fairy tale.

Drawing his gaze around her, Orion couldn't help but notice the small specks of light that danced around her, illuminating her figure with a mesmerizing radiance.

He felt the urge to ask Madam Seraphina, who had paused beside him, about her identity. "Who is that?" Orion asked.

Madam Seraphina, hearing Orion's question and observing his surprised expression and wide-eyed fascination with the woman before them, decided to provide some explanation.

"That is the Princess of the Garden, one of the Guardians of the Garden," she explained.

Although Madam Seraphina hadn't previously mentioned the existence of the Princess of the Garden to Orion, she had her reasons.

Orion was a foreigner who had come from outside the mountain, so revealing such information could potentially jeopardize the safety of their entire garden. Thus, she had refrained from mentioning it unless it became a direct order from the king and queen.

Also, the princess valued her privacy, making her rare appearances even more surprising. The fact that she stood before the tree into which Orion's friend had surprisingly disappeared yesterday left her genuinely bewildered about the situation.

Nevertheless, they wouldn't find out if they continued standing there. "Come on, it's not too late to introduce yourself since the Princess of the Garden is here herself," Madam Seraphina caught Orion's gaze and said before she refocused her attention ahead and began to move forward.

Orion quickly regained his composure and followed Madam Seraphina. As they approached her, the strange woman immediately noticed their presence and turned around to look at them.

Orion stared at her white pupils that seemed as though she was blind, as the woman initially focused her gaze on Madam Seraphina before settling her eyes on him.

Her actions made Orion doubt whether she could see or not. However, as her gaze followed him until he arrived in front of the strange woman, Orion immediately understood that somehow, she could really see him.

Madam Seraphina knelt and bowed in silence before the woman. She then cleared her throat loudly, signalling to Orion that he should follow suit.

Although Orion felt uncomfortable replicating her actions, he didn't understand the extent of her power or authority. Judging by Madam Seraphina's posture, he could tell it was a big deal.

Therefore, he composed himself and knelt down.

However, just as he began to kneel, the woman's voice interrupted, saying, "You can stand if you do not wish to kneel."