As we walked back to the castle, the air was filled with the fading sounds of clanking metal and murmured conversations from the soldiers wrapping up their training.
The sun was dipping lower, casting long shadows across the courtyard, and the cool evening breeze was a welcome relief after a long day under the blazing heat.
Aurelia, still shirtless from the training, walked beside me with that easy, confident stride of hers. I couldn't help but let my eyes drift to the sleek muscles of her back, her skin shimmering faintly with sweat.
She looked absolutely radiant, like she belonged on the battlefield, commanding armies with her dual flames of black and white. Yet, here she was, just strolling beside me, not a care in the world, except maybe the chaos that followed her.
