Chapter 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.