"So many questions, my hands are fine, and I'm back in the academy," Ethan replied, and Martha hugged him again more tightly.
"What about Freya?" Ethan asked.
"She went to take a bath, do you want to come in?" Martha asked.
"Don't worry, I just came to say hi; I'll see you later, and Mabel, I look forward to watching you in the tournament," Ethan muttered.
"You should look forward to me winning," Mabel muttered, and Ethan chuckled at her boldness, "You think I can't win?"
"If you win Isabella, then I owe you a favor; you can ask anything," Ethan spoke as he opened the door to his room and stepped inside.
"How the hell am I supposed to win against Isabella?" Mabel sneered.
Ethan stepped back inside his room and the girl all went silent immediately and was staring at him.
