Hans, a few steps away from Zarina, called out to her, "Good morning, young miss."
Zarina tilted her head, acknowledging the greeting. "Good morning."
"Come on, young miss, it's time for breakfast."
"I'm done eating, Mr. Hans."
"Hmm… Charles told me that you were just staring at an apple a while ago?"
Zarina took a deep sigh. "I have lost my appetite, Mr. Hans."
"Hmm? Why is it? Do you feel any pain in your body?" Hans inquired, his tone filled with concern.
Zarina looked up, her eyes meeting Hans's. "No, I just feel it's too early to eat breakfast at 7."
Hans took a deep sigh, "Tell me? You have a problem with Draymond?"
Zarina fell silent. She reached down to caress Ice's fur, sitting beside her.
