Wrapping what Bo's belonging was, Delun put the boxes on each other. He peeked at Enammer who was quiet the whole day.
"Are you ready?" Delun asked.
Enammer noted, "I am, call him."
Delun touched a number on his cellphone and an image moved out. That was master Zarahin. Enammer still hadn't the skin to face his grandfather after being discharged from Academy.
"Hello son, keep your head up! You can stay here with me." Zarahin noted.
"Yes, master I told him so but he is still dim."
"Let's talk here, look who is here!"
The image turned to Bo and Enammer showed a reaction, jumping in front of the camera.
"I can't believe my eyes, you are there."
"I am, the king interfered and saved me, no execution, no jail! I am deported to this place."
Delun tabbed on Enammer's shoulder.
"Yes, yes, take us there."
Bo bobbed his head and blue circles appeared around them and the boxes.
