Cain walked toward the garden to meet his guests. He had an idea of what they might do and was ready to deny them.
"Is the white mage here?" Before he could get out, he heard a woman's voice outside.
'I believe someone should have told her that we have a sick dragon in here, what does that Buffon thinks yelling like this?' Cain sighed; Zaleria was still asleep in her room. It doesn't seem like she will be in top shape anytime soon but she could still blow the entire place up.
Cain slowly opened the door with Selena standing behind him, "Would you mind staying quite a bit? We have a sick person inside." Cain said as he stared at the tanned princess. She was wearing full plate armor with only her head showing. Her golden hair perfectly matched her honey-colored eyes.
"What is this insolence…"
