Kael stood outside the office door for a moment before knocking.
"Come in," a familiar voice called.
Pushing the door open, Kael stepped inside
The office was tidy—shelves packed with books, training weapons mounted neatly on the wall, and a single desk in the center.
But his attention was immediately drawn to the woman sitting on the edge of the desk, arms crossed, looking at him with an amused expression.
She had been watching him the entire day.
That smirk, that look—it wasn't just any teacher keeping an eye on her student.
"So, you're the new combat instructor," Kael said, closing the door behind him.
Eleana tilted her head. "That's what they're calling me, yeah."
Kael narrowed his eyes. Something was off.
"You asked me to come here just to talk?"
Eleana let out a soft laugh, uncrossing her arms and hopping off the desk. "I just wanted to see how my dear student is doing."
