Upon arriving at the camp, Atticus went directly to his room. When he reached his door, he noticed a girl holding a tray of food waiting patiently outside his door.
She had white hair and stood at 5 feet tall, exuding an aloof demeanor. It was none other than Ember who stood against the wall, her eyes fixed on the door, anticipating his arrival.
Seeing her brought a smile to Atticus's lips. "Hey, Ember, what's up?" he greeted, walking up to her.
Ember, noticing his arrival, turned her gaze to him and smiled a little. Her response was simple – she raised the food she had brought.
Atticus chuckled in appreciation, "Thanks! I'm a bit hungry. Did you wait long?" he inquired as he walked toward the door and opened it.
Ember shook her head in response and followed him inside the room.
As they entered, Atticus continued the conversation. "So, how's training?"
"It's fine," Ember answered, seating herself at the table and placing the food on it.
