" Was it her? "

" It was. "

Draco answered Master as they sat to resume their talk, along with their game.

" Was she able to control it? "

" I had to intervene. "

Draco answered making his next move on the board game. His little minion marched in front boldly, as his fingers instructed.

" How is our Prince doing? "

" He hasn't been doing very well if I want to be honest with you. And it is you, that is why I can be real. "

The Master put his hand on Draco's shoulder.

" We can not put our guards down. Specially now...