Aria's pov

　　I punched the dummy with all my strength hoping I could get back my fighting progress but my mind wasn't fully on the routine. As I practiced, my thoughts drifted back to the first day I arrived at the palace.

　　The cloaked shadow that had attacked me. I paused my training and wiped the sweat from my brow. The memory of that man lingered vividly in my mind. He had worn a cloak of deep green and gold, tailored in a way I'd never seen before. The way he ...