Azael currently sat with Liana and Christina.
They were in same room where everyone was gone now.
Arista and Licas left to training ground for having a spar.
While Sabrina took her children to play outside.
"So what do you want to know about the academy, Liana?" Christina asked, settling comfortably into her seat. Her movements were natural and unhurried, the kind of easy elegance that came from growing up in a palace without ever thinking about it.
Azael noted, not for the first time, that she was genuinely beautiful.
Though her mother had rather thoroughly claimed that particular category of his attention for the foreseeable future.
"I want to know what to keep in mind before entering," Liana said, her hands folded neatly in her lap. "What to do, what not to do, what to avoid. I know some of it already, but hearing it from someone with actual experience is different."
Christina nodded.
