Heading to the Martial Arena

"Whatever..." Princess Isabella shook her head and looked as if she was too busy to be bothered about spare change, "Since I'm magnanimous, I won't bother asking poor powers for much..." 

Elder Enye and Elder Towerfall's lips twitched, but they could only step up the battle exchange before it slips out of their palms like a liquid.

Looking at their expression, Princess Isabella inwardly sneered in disgust. She couldn't see how these two elders belonged to the peak powers. Instead, they were like two shameless people trying to cheat a child off of their candy.

Davis wasn't aversed at Princess Isabella for telling them the effects of the nectar. In any case, if he hid it instead, it would be like pouring oil on a fire. Their curiosity would explode, which would, in turn make them nosy.