The next day, Chiaki woke up late. Poplar had laid the dress for today on the small wooden table next to the vanity mirror. Washing her face and brushing her teeth, Chiaki asked her holodev assistant to read her the schedule for the day.
Of course, nothing was important to pursue today. What else, she was just a shadow wife. Having too much time at hand, Chiaki decided to practise her innate power in the courtyard.
There was nobody that could stop her here. It was a private courtyard, surrounded by her and the lord's quarters. Other than Ignos Fire (ugh, that homewrecker) other officers and officials from the court were forbidden from entering this area.
Her dress to practise was a simple one, flowy with a cotton top and lines of buttons. Her fitted trousers hugged her toned thighs and calves dearly, following her every movement in sending her innate crystal power to the courtyard.
