"It happens with every man in the morning," Aizle said, trying to hide the bulge with his hands.
"Haha, don't worry. I was just messing around.
"I have already prepared the breakfast. Let's eat together."
Aizel nodded and headed towards the hall to wake Alora up.
"Oye wake up.."
"Ummm...
"The food is ready,"
The word "food" was like a resounding spell, prompting Alora's eyes to expand wide with renewed vigor at the mere mention of it.
She awoke from her rest looking completely refreshed and alert, a surprising display of energy.
She showed no signs of fatigue despite her long sleep as if she had been transported to a world immune to the soothing effects of slumber.
"You can even go on a rampage for food, it seems," Aizel commented.
"Fooood, Shelly I am here."
Meanwhile, Alora left and sat at the table.
Aizel sighed and took his seat too.
