'Witches and warlocks, heavenly realm and mortal realm, supernatural beings and divine beings, magic power… divine power…'
Oriana had long returned to her assigned room, lying in bed still in her uniform, her confused thoughts swimming in her head. She was trying to have a grasp of the discoveries she had about herself.
'What are all these jargons?!' she mentally screamed. 'My life is not simple to begin with, but it's getting even more crazy complicated with every single passing day.
In the first place, it was unusual for a woman to be unmarried at her age, or at least unpledged to another, much less be independent, working as an herbalist and training to be a physician. Deceiving everyone by pretending to be a man, her life before these new discoveries had enough content to be made into several books.
Yet now, she learned she was someone more special than that.
