They said nothing after Karl left. Altaïr was eager to talk to Vega a lot and sat beside her as they boarded the helicopter to get to F Island, but he had to restrain himself. Vega still couldn't remember who he and his family were; of course, he shouldn't expect the girl to act like the old Vega.
He hoped that his grandfather, Caspar or Lauriel, could arrive soon and check Vega's condition and determine the best way to recover her memory.
"We'll be there shortly," said Altair, smiling. "The island is not far from here."
Vega just nodded. She was busy observing the situation below them through the helicopter window. She was amazed to see the view of the sea and the tropical islands they passed. Ahh ... really, Asia was very different from the Moravian landscape.
Their helicopter landed on the small helipad behind the massive villa in the middle of the island.
