It only took a few hours of preparation for Ezekiel and Frion's travel to the Nation of Utopion. As soon as Ely heard about her son's departure, she went to his room, carrying a plate of fried chicken she specially prepared for him. Unfortunately, he was not inside the room.
"Where's my son?" she asked one of the guards.
"Your Highness, the King has already left the palace."
"So soon?" Ely sighed, "How long was it since he left?"
"Roughly ten minutes ago," the guard said in a polite tone, "Your Highness, King Ezekiel told us he will be away for a long time, but he will surely return."
"I see… Thank you." Ely stared at the plate of fried chicken in her hands. She wanted to surprise him that she was already capable of cooking meals he used to eat back when they were still in their world.
