A Test

Casabianca.

Sonia knitted her brows as her chariot approached the spotlessly white city. About a week ago, she craved to return to this city. But now, she felt sick of this place, and even hateful. She touched herself and the mild pain made her shiver. Then, this sensation disappeared quickly.

"Sigh…"

Sonia shifted her gaze away from the scenery and shut her eyes. But to her surprise, it wasn't the face of that man who she thought it would be. Instead, it was the ice-cold expression of a man with black hair and pupils.

Master…

Sonia lowered her head and muttered under her breath. The image of Rhode speaking to her in the room reemerged in her head.

"I'll give you one chance, Sonia…"