"Why don't you just run yourself ragged," Cai said with a sigh. "I told you already, you need to let Kael handle this matter himself."
Dora folded her arms, indignant. "And what's so wrong about wanting to help him? I'm just looking out for him."
Cai let out a sharp laugh. "Oh, really? Do you honestly think he'll thank you when he finds out you've been confronting everyone left, right, and center because you were worried about him?"
"I have not been confronting people, okay?" Dora shot back, her tone defensive. "I just had a simple, friendly chat with Prince Rafael. That's all. And now, I'm going to meet with Kael's master. How is that confronting anyone?"
"Yeah, yeah," Cai said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Keep telling yourself that, and maybe—just maybe—Kael will believe you."
Dora rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Stop being so cynical for once, Cai. Actually, I've got good news for you."