"Miss Ira, is something wrong?" Orion asked, bending his head cutely to his left with a worried look on his face.
Ira instantly covered her lips after seeing how cute the little prince was.
She wanted to scream and hug him but Ira knew this couldn't be done so she cleared up all the naughty thoughts she had in her mind and replied with a smile on her face. "I'm fine your Highness,"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. Thank you, Your Highness,"
"You're welcome Miss Ira,"
"Um, Your Highness, you do not need to act so formal to me,"
"But aren't you one of the officials, so I thought -----"
"It's fine, Your Highness, you can just call me Ira,"
"Okay,"
"Oh, that reminds me, please, have a seat,"
"Thank you,"
"Would you like to begin with the final phase of the tournament?"
"Yes, please,"
"Okay, we'll start with a magical endurance test,"
"What do I have to do?"