Milo hadn't even stood up. Dungeon-Born guards saluted the commander as she approached, her saber swinging beside her leg.
Her bronze armor followed her athletic figure, its polished edges framing bare shoulders and strong brown arms. Luminous markings gleamed along her forearms as she reached for the carriage rail.
She was beautiful. Milo could hear his own heartbeat when her dark eyes met his, and the welcoming smile she gave him left him struggling to think of a single word.
"Welcome. I hope you enjoyed the journey."
"We did!" Ben answered before Mrs. Weller could speak.
Lucy gave him an offended look.
"Some of it," their teacher amended from behind them. "Thank you for receiving us."
Ben nudged Milo toward the doorway. He rose and found Taigi waiting at the foot of the steps, offering him her hand.
