Casaio and Zilia dropped Idris off at the top academy for werewolves in the capital, where Idris was supposed to stay in the hostel for a few years.
As they drove back to their new residence, Zilia broke the silence in the car, "Idris looked happy being in the school."
"Now, don't start again with thank you," Casaio said, keeping his focus on the road. He tapped the bud in his ear and answered the incoming call.
"Yes, Nick?"
"I heard you shifted to a new residence," Dominick said from the other side.
"Yeah. I think I should live separately while keep doing my work and fulfilling the duties," Casaio explained.
"Hmm. Well, if you've decided to live with Zilia, then it's better to stay outside the palace. Mom will keep making it difficult for both of you," Dominick said.
"Hmm. I'm driving, Nick. I'll call you once I arrive home." Casaio tapped on the earbud and pressed the accelerator.
"How's Dominick doing?" Zilia asked, wanting to continue the conversation.
