Isidorus looked away from them. He rested his head on knee and caught his chin with his hand as he looked outside to the gardens. He knew that he would have to endure Dmitri in the future. After a short pause of awkwardness, he once again spoke. "Adrianna, we have to meet the ministers of the wizard kingdom. They are all eager to meet you. Once they have all met you and have spoken to you, we can proceed with the coronation."
Adrianna was flustered. She became nervous. She felt so puny in front of all the events that were taking place in front of her. Seeing her nervousness, Isidorus asked her, "What do know about spells?"
She shook her head, "Nothing…"
"You don't know a single spell?" he asked bemused.
"No…"
"Then how do you do magic?"
"I just think of something, point my finger towards whatever or whoever I want it cast on, and the magic happens…"
"Don't you know the names of any spells?"
"No…"
