Vola shot a glare at Jake, and didn't bother to answer Cara. Vola understood what Cara was trying to say, but she did not agree. She just turned and headed off in the direction of Kyle's home, not wanting to waste anymore time.

"You can't blame Nestor." Vola said to Cara. "Kyle is...well, ungrateful is putting it mildly." she added, trying to put it as politely as possible. "As for you." she said, turning to Jake. "I have legs, I will get there just fine."

"I think- I think I will try save him." Vola said. "Don't get me wrong, I still don't care for him in the way that he would like me to. It just doesn't sit right with me, a mother treating her child that way." she stated. "Even if it might seem like he deserves it."

"He is a little dørbguur, to be sure, but that doesn't mean I'll let him die." Vola said. "I'm still not sure why his own family would want to kill him anyway."

"It won't." Vola assured. "He absolutely does not want me to speak to your mother. He said it would be bad."

"Why not?" Vola asked. "Isn't there something you'd want in return? Perhaps we could trade?"

"My 'spells' are a lot quicker." Vola said, tapping her sword hilt. "Though I guess you got one over on me this time. Kyle is gone, and I'm probably going to be blamed for it. Not exactly sure how I'm going to cross a Queen without losing my head either." she added. "Hey, can you use your spell agai...

"Thank you Jake for finally being honest." Vola said. "Now would you mind telling me why you needed to pretend to be Kyle?"

"You got it ponytail." Vola said. "You can go with Nestor." she stated, before quietly adding. "who will in turn go with me."

"Or." Vola replied. "You either aren't going with us OR I stop calling you ponytail. I'll only give you one of those things."