Adora went to her room with Ifrit after a while of talking with the king and queen, she sat on the bed while he sat on the couch and looked at her.
"Are you allowing them all to accompany you on this trip?" he asked.
"They are strong, you think it's a better idea to not take so many of them right?" she asked and he sighed.
"Yeah, but there's always a but here, in one way it would be better, in another way, it won't, I personally think you can call on them in some way when things get bad, it's best if you're not all in the same place together, you know where I'm going with this," he responded.
"You do have a strong point of view on this Ifrit, and I believe you are correct," she said, exhaling deeply. "But this time, it's not my decision to make, it's theirs, and you know they don't listen that easily no matter how logical our points might be."
"You're right, this is difficult," he replied, and she smiled.
