Finally, today would be the last time I would travel so freely around the city. Now my life was taking a new direction, which was followed after a brief but peaceful journey in the carriage.
The landscape stretching beyond the window began to change. The tents, shopping areas, and even the busy stone roads were just the appetiser that gave way to imposing white marble walls, guarded by two knights who seemed to observe every movement with silent judgement.
The first had a scar that ran diagonally across his face, and he had such a steady, calculating gaze that it was impossible not to notice his presence. The other was more ordinary in appearance.
As we approached, the carriage slowed down until it finally stopped in front of the huge iron gates that protected the academy. The coachman opened the door with silent precision, and as I stepped out, the fresh air greeted me with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.
