Chapter 824 191.1 - Sponsor ?
Chapter 824 191.1 - Sponsor ?
Lilia stepped off the training grounds of her private dormitory, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her fair skin. Her breathing was steady despite the grueling drills she had just completed. The crimson of her eyes seemed sharper in the morning sunlight filtering through the window panes, glinting with a quiet intensity. Even after hours of training, her movements carried a grace that belied the fatigue tightening her muscles.
Sliding the door to her room shut behind her, Lilia paused in the center of the spacious quarters, rolling her shoulders to loosen the tension there. She slipped the bowstring guard off her wrist, her fingers running over the soft leather absently.
Her reflection in the mirror caught her attention—a stark contrast to how she felt. Her emerald hair, slightly damp from the sweat, fell over her shoulders like a shimmering cascade, and her flawless skin seemed to glow faintly under the light. Yet beneath the composed exterior, she felt the weight of everything she had been shouldering.
"Haaah..." The sigh escaped her lips as she unpinned her training cloak, letting it slide off her shoulders and pool around her feet. She began to undress methodically, shedding her sleeveless tunic and leggings with practiced ease. Her body moved on autopilot as if ritualizing this part of her day helped her manage the chaos encroaching on every other corner of her life.
Stepping into the bathroom, she turned on the shower, watching the steam rise as hot water began to cascade. Her mind, however, lingered on other matters.
Recently, the pressure had been mounting—not just from the academy's increasingly rigorous schedules but from her family's expectations as well. Her father had made it clear during their last exchange: as the heir to Olympus' Vanguard, she couldn't afford even the slightest misstep. Every evaluation, every competition, every interaction with her peers carried the weight of her name.
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