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Nala kept her smile going, but then she heard her cellphone go off. It was about the only piece of human technology she understood, and yet she still fumbled with it. She knew she had to pick up that call, the ring was a special frequency only Nala and other Elven could here, though it was quite possible for Saya as a human maiden to be able to hear it.

"One second, Saya." She went back to her bag and picked it up, taking awhile to actually answer the call.

"Hello...wait, what was that? You're kidding...it's gone? Alright, I'll be there after I grab a bite to eat." With that said, Nala closed the phone. A stern look of great concern for the situation appeared on her face.

"No lessons for now Saya, just make the breakfast. We gotta head out of here soon."

(Yep, I'm done from here. Goodnight to you.)
Nala sat at the table. She was going to have to discuss a serious matter with Saya. "You ever seen the statue in Central Park, the one of the pregnant elf? Well, it's gone now. That statue was actually the oldest Marked Vessel, Pela." She explained, a missing statue probably didn't sound like much, but that was no ordinary statue by any means.

"Ms. Newarva wants us to meet her at the park. I guess I forgot to mention, she's an elf too, and a retired maiden at that."

Kristina walked behind Lancelot wearing her small, black winter jacket, blue sweat shirt, and a pair of white jeans with brown sneakers snug against her body. She asked as they moved along the street, "Would you like to go to the park? I need to see if Mrs. Newarva is there again today and speak with her."

Saya nodded, "Okay, I get it." She paused, 'Are there any other secret agents I should know about?" she asked.

"Secret agents?" She said in a confused manner. Nala could only guess that was another Human term she would have to learn of in the future. "If you mean more like Newarva, I suppose that would also mean Ursula the cafeteria cook. I heard stories about her, she was great with a battle axe."

Ursula was C4's Cafeteria cook, but like Newarva, a retired maiden. She was human, but her Maiden power kept her in shape. There was a reason why the school made so much money on the cafeteria food. Surely the food tasting good wasn't the only reason.

Nala got up from her seat, her face turning to door as she waited.
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"I don't understand what you're getting at Kristina. How is she Almy bad for you? Doesn't she make you happy?" He asked her, his face was full of concern for the child slime. Almagest was doing nothing wrong, Kristina wasn't in any pain, was she?

"What other people think?" Lancelot shook his head. If he listened to what other people thought, he probably wouldn't have even made it to college in the first place. Why did what Ms. Newarva's opinion matter to someone who didn't even like her? He kept his thoughts to himself to see what this would be all about when they got to the park. He noticed something was strange when they entered through.

"Hey, didn't there used to be a statue there?" Lancelot pointed off into the distance where the statue of Pela once been.

Meanwhile, Ursula was in Central Park with Newarva. The two had become friends after retiring from being maidens. She had been the first one that Newarva had informed of the statue's disappearance. She heard a familiar ring from her cellphone and excused herself from Newarva's presence to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hm." Saya said shortly, nodding her head. "I suppose. So, it was never an accident that I would end up here."
She finished the pancakes and moved on to the eggs. Not to long later, everything was done and Saya had everything set at the table.