Eal agreste

Adrien’s chest tightens. A sister? How could Father hide something like this for years? Inside your bag, a gentle, tiny voice whispers from the shadows of your pocket. Vloo peeks out, violet eyes wide as he looks toward Adrien. "Eal..." Vloo whispers softly so only you can hear. "He's reading the letter. Remember, keep your ring hidden—we don't know what Gabriel or anyone else in Paris knows about the Miraculous yet."* "Dude, you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost," Nino asks,