Angry Deity Of Fire

Though neither Ember, Clio and Reya like Isa's presence, none of them outwardly showed their displeasure. In fact, Ember did not even acknowledge her arrival. The elves bowed to her politely. 

"Greetings, Young Lady Isa."

Reya could not help but ask, "Young Lady Isa, what brings you to the palace? Shouldn't you be in the Netherfields with your clan?" 

"There are more important things to do than being in the field of people who are already gone. Someone has to do something to protect the present and the future," the female red fox replied in a cryptic manner.

Her gaze observed Ember who was looking at the flowers quietly. The human girl didn't even spare a glance to the newcomer, much less bother listening to their conversation. 

"Ember," Isa called out to her, causing Ember to face her with a tranquil gaze. 

"Why do you look sad? Is it because His Majesty didn't take you with him?"