Arthur and Arina walked quietly through the long hallway of Celestias Academy.
The academy corridors were usually filled with students rushing between classrooms, casual conversations, laughter, and the sounds of training echoing from distant halls.
But the path they walked through now was strangely empty.
Perhaps it was because most students had already gathered at the training grounds.
Or perhaps the atmosphere around Arthur and Arina was too tense for anyone to approach them.
Arthur walked with both hands in his pockets, his expression calm and unreadable.
Arina walked beside him in silence.
But her mind was anything but quiet.
The image of her father remained burned into her thoughts.
Adrian Evan Imperius.
The man she had always believed was invincible.
The man who had stood at the top of the Imperius Family.
The man who had never bowed his head before anyone.
Chained.
Broken.
Trapped in a world of endless darkness.
And Arthur had stood before him with a smile.
