The aroma of freshly cooked breakfast filled the air, and Isabella and Aizel sat contentedly at their corner table, savoring each bite.
The restaurant was a cozy little place with only a few customers and a calm mood that made them feel at ease. The low chatter of other diners and the sound of cutlery hitting plates occasionally broke the silence.
"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Aizel asked.
"I will visit that old man's place once again to get information about where the slaves are kept. We will sneak there and try to rescue my sister and the other kids," Isabella said.
"So, we are gonna get into the fight,"
"I hope we can be as sneaky as possible.
"Remember, one thing I have learned and know is that nothing ever goes as planned. Today might become our last day in the kingdom if our identities are revealed. We might have to be on the run tomorrow.
"And you are still going to help me?" Isabella stared at Aizel; her fingers crossed.
