Albusflores was confused. Secret? How could a dryad not reveal its nature, they were more peculiar than most things out there, one would need to be an idiot not to tell some-- no, right. He couldn't tell either. There was no presence. His master was a dryad who could pretend being a human… that made no sense and if someone had claimed that to him he wouldn't believe, but-- that was the reality in front of him.
