Chapters

Liliane watched Ailiya with curiosity, eager to see what her so-called “slacker’s way” entailed. She granted Ailiya full authority, allowing […]

The ornate carriage halted before the carved iron gates, its wheels crunching softly on the gravel path. Though Ailiya had

Days had passed since Ailiya sprinted from the training field with Liliane on her back. The Winter family, upon hearing

The earth-shaking sobs finally subsided. Ailiya, sniffling, wiped her tear-streaked face with her sleeve, staggering to her feet. She noticed

On the dueling field, Aurora didn’t budge. A wisp of pale cyan wind swirled at her fingertip. Opposite, Beatrice, face

Liliane leaned against the cool bench, eyes closed, the morning breeze chilling her already frail body. A strange cold seeped

St. Freya Academy, the kingdom’s premier institution, gathered prodigies from across the land. Genius breeds pride, and pride sparks conflict.

Morning sunlight bathed St. Freya Academy in a soft golden glow, the training field alive with the crackle of colliding

When Ailiya and her group returned to St. Freya Academy, night had fallen. The roadside crystal lamps flickered to life,

“Ailiya, what’s with those five red marks on your face?” Aurora asked, lounging on a bench in the town square,