At midnight, within the Pedro Family's estate, a relentless series of explosions and roars could be heard from outside, yet Ivina, who was now leaning against the corner of the wall, appeared as if she heard nothing. The sharpened wooden spikes had severed the leather thong, which lay scattered beside her; her pale, jade-like fingers trembled ever so slightly as she flipped through the yellowed pages of the diary in her hands.
[Sacred Calendar 708, November, the Pedro Family has been blessed with a new addition that looks so small and tender. The name is... Ivina? Am I a brother now?]
[Another day of training. As the eldest son of the Pedro Family, I must work even harder. Are you watching me practice my swordsmanship, Ivina? Then I need to perform even better... ]
[Sparring, ah, how I miss it... the way I first held a sword. This time it's my turn to be the teacher... ]
