"The will must be stronger than the skill."
Heaven decided to do something productive with her time, even though her parents had asked her to rest and not think about her goal to become a ruler for a while. She understood their concern, but she couldn't just rest and do nothing. She was becoming restless and thinking of things that only made her feel more worried.
The feeling of sickness returned, and she thought of doing something quickly to distract herself. She touched her necklace to call Ilyas. It didn't take long for him to materialize into her room.
"Lady Heaven." He greeted.
"Ilyas, how are you?"
"I am doing alright, my Lady." He looked at her carefully as if trying to see is she was alright as well.
She smiled at him. "I was thinking of going out and I need you to go with me."
He just nodded. He was a man of very few words.
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