To Zestel With Celeste
"Where are we going, then?" Celeste asked curiously.
"Zestel."
"Zestel?" Celeste echoed, surprise flickering across her face. It wasn't often that someone voluntarily chose to visit the capital of her country.
"Yeah, I need to see Randor," I replied.
Celeste froze slightly, her eyes widening. "You don't mean Randor Ironbeard?"
"What a strange last name..."
"Answer me first!"
"Of course it's him. Why else would I go to Zestel? Your mother is the one who saved him and gave him safety in her city, right?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah... Mama saved him, but he wouldn't want to see anyone. I don't know why you want to see him, but he will refuse you..." Celeste shook her head awkwardly.
"Of course he'll refuse me. But there's no way he'll refuse the daughter of his benefactor, especially when the daughter looks exactly like her mother," I said with a sly smile.