While everyone was eating in the dining hall, Adora's phone rang and she took it out of her pocket, looked at the number and sighed.
"Hello," she said.
"What's going on over there?" the person asked.
"I think you know what's going on here, relax, you know I won't let anything happen to him as long as I'm alive," she said.
"That's not what I'm concerned about; are you all right?" he asked and her eyes widened.
"You are the mage of our kingdom and Kyris's brother; you would not be concerned about me, are you okay?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I'm fine, your father, he's not feeling well, Adora," he said and she frowned.
"I know, he will be fine though, don't worry," she replied.
"What's the problem, Adora?" Kyris asked as he walked into the hall and she looked at him.
"Is he reprimanding you?" he inquired.
"No, for once he isn't," she replied.
"Adora, you might run into someone unexpected there; brace yourself for the worst," the mage warned.
