"Are you ready, Alora?" asked Alaric.
"Yes, I am." She dabbed the napkin across her mouth before putting it down. She had enjoyed a hearty breakfast. The food in Sakaris was completely different from that in Velaris. The chefs here specialized in rich, flavorful sauces that added a unique depth to each dish.
As the servants cleared the table, Alaric continued, "Alora, aren't you nervous?"
She lifted her gaze and shook her head. "For some reason, the fear in me has vanished, Brother Alaric," she responded truthfully.
"That's wonderful to hear," he smiled at her.
"Brother Alaric, you didn't eat," Alora pointed out.
