Two days had passed since Aries's training with Isaiah. Yesterday was hell. Despite all the preparation to fight, any muscle ached she felt sore everywhere. But it was bearable and she could move around now, albeit carefully.
"Lord Isaiah didn't come yesterday and today so I can recover," she mumbled while replying to one of the invitations she received. Since she nagged Dexter, the latter agreed to let her check a few invitations to kill her boredom. He also prepared her some books she could read once she had nothing else to do.
She smacked her lips, arms on the edge of the desk. She turned her head in the door leading to the balcony. It was left ajar, just in case Morro, Abel's raven, would come bringing his master's letter.
"Now that I think about it, I didn't hear from him for days now." Aries frowned as it didn't occur to her until now.
