Lior stepped foot inside Lady Lyra's office. It was a cool, airy room, and the moment he entered, he felt his mind relax and his body cool down. As he took a seat before her, he noticed her beautiful face framed by the serene setting, and for a fleeting moment, he wanted nothing more than to place a bed in the center of the room and just sleep. But there were more pressing matters to attend to, so he steadied his thoughts and focused on her.
Lyra spoke with a warm tone, "Welcome, Lior. I'm very happy to see you, and I'll start by saying that you are a very strong, resilient, and brilliant man. You have endured so much, and yet you have come out standing. I know that with this new identity of yours, you will go a very long way."
A bright smile curved her lips as she added, "Congratulations on your crafts and your grade. It's so nice to finally have an S-grade student in my class."
"Thank you, Lady Lyra," Lior replied, smiling faintly.
