Palma climbed down from her chair and walked up to her father.

"Father!" Palma said, smiling happily.

Graham lifted Palma into the air. "Palma, my daughter! Was uncle Fritts good to you?"

Graham hugged Palma tightly in his arms.

"Yes! Uncle Fritts told me many stories about you and mother." Palma said, with a mischievous smile.

Graham flinched. He slowly turned to Fritts who was nervously looking away.

"I didn't say anything..." Fritts expression said.

"...Is that so." Graham mumbled. He glared at him with curiosity. "He didn't say anything weird, did he?"

Palma stared at her father with a poker face. Feeling her stare, Graham cleared his throat in embarressment.

"Hahaha. Let's go home and eat some snacks, Palma!" He suggested awkwardly.

"Really?" She asked with excitement. Her eyes sparkled at the mention of snacks.

"Uh-huh..." He replied. He was relieved that Palma didn't ask any odd questions.

"But, father?" Palma said. They exited the tent. Fritts followed behind them.

"What is it?" Graham asked. He looked at her nervously. He sat Palma on the sledge.

"I don't have any clothes fit to learn the sword."  Palma said disappointed.

"Ah! I completely forgot! That's right, Palma needs clothes she can comfortably move in." Graham thought.

Then he had an idea.

After the meeting with Fritts, Palma relaxed in her tent and ate lots of sweet snacks. Meanwhile, Graham left to see the Chief.

>>>

Two days went by since Graham left to see the Chief.

"Palma!" Graham shouted. He burst into her tent.

"Waah!" Palma screamed. She was startled by her father's sudden appearance. She was in the middle of a writing lesson.

Gabrielle, Palma's writing teacher, glared at Graham. She was making a face that said... "How dare you interrupt my lesson, Sire Graham!"

"Oops..." Graham thought feeling guilty.

Gabrielle sighed heavily.

"We'll end the lesson here for today..." She said disappointed. She left the tent with a gloomy expression.

"Miss Gabrielle, hang in there!" Palma thought feeling sorry for her.

"Is there something wrong, Father?" Palma asked. "You came in so suddenly..."

"Ah!" Graham said. He remembered what he had come for. "Quickly get ready, Palma! We're going on a trip!"

Palma tilted her head.

"A trip?"