Dara could not open her eyes. She could feel Gav was staring at her intensely.
'Where's my eyeglasses?'
'Wait! I'm looking for it!'
'Godfather Takin!'
'Whoa! Your spectacles are inside his pocket, beside his chest!'
'Can I use magic here?'
'Of course, Princess Dara!'
'Okay!' Dara flicked her fingers secretly.
The overheard light had sparked and stopped working. The limousine halted in the middle of the road.
Dara pulled her eyeglasses from Gav's chest pocket deftly. She put them back on her face before flicking her fingers again.
The small window in between the driver's seat and the back seat slid open.
"Gav, is everything okay? Our electricity is down!" Grandpa Gavreel asked worriedly. "Oh! It's running again!" The small window was closed without preamble!
"Ungh!" Dara groaned
