"Deliver this letter to Jessy immediately and request her to come to the palace along with my escorts," Kiev commanded Armel, handing him a folded letter. "The royal knights will accompany you and accommodate you with a carriage."
The young teenager bowed in deference, replying, "Yes, Your Highness."
Soon after, the royal knights requested by Kiev arrived, and they followed Armel back to the inn.
Kiev let out a deep breath, feeling a temporary sense of relief. He had managed to buy time to search for a way to regain his magic abilities before the next duel. Healing his injured sister, Princess Callis, was of utmost importance, so he needed to regain that speciality.
Respecting his sister's need for rest, Kiev decided not to disturb her and instead took a walk in the palace courtyard, revelling in the scenic views and fresh air. It was a moment for him to clear his mind.
