The Fight for Her Hand Begins
Early The Next Morning:
Elyria Kingdom:
King Vyr, who had fallen asleep in his throne room after another failed search, was woken up by his daughter, Nasa.
“You didn’t sleep in your chamber, did you?” Nasa asked, helping him to his feet. “Something’s bothering you.”
Taking his seat and nodding his head. "Yes, something is truly troubling me." King Vyr admitted.
"Whatever it is, it can wait," Nasa said which made Vyr to look up at her.
"It can't wait, Nasa. Don't you care about my feelings anymore? Or do you not realize I will die if I don't find it?" He asked.
"I am not saying it's not important, but I am saying whatever it is can wait because we have a fight to watch," Nasa said. "Everyone is talking about it in the Arcane, we have got to go." She added.
It was as if someone poured cold water on Vyr's body and it drew him to what today is.
"Today is the day of the fight?" King Vyr asked standing up to his feet, the tiredness gone.