Adela swiftly opened the window, allowing the phoenix to glide in with a soft flutter. The moment it landed, she noticed its once vibrant colors had dimmed, now tinged with an ominous gray. Her eyes narrowed in concern as she softly spoke, "I guess you are right?"
The phoenix tilted its head, its gaze locking with hers, confirming her suspicions. Adela could sense that something grave had transpired at the castle. Turning to Elisa, she said with urgency, "I think I need to go there immediately."
Elisa, though worried, asked, "My lady, do you think this is truly so important?"
Adela glanced out at the sky, which had shifted from a clear blue to a threatening gray. It was as if the very air was heavy with foreboding. "Yes, Elisa," she replied solemnly. "Something bad is about to happen. I can feel it."
