The first rays of the winter sun had barely begun to creep over the eastern mountain of the Court, but Atheline was already awake.
The palace remained unusually quiet at this hour. Most servants had only just begun preparing breakfast, while the councillors and officials who filled the halls during the day were still in their quarters.
It was one of the few moments where the enormous palace belonged almost entirely to him.
He quietly dressed in a simple black training outfit instead of his royal attire. The clothing was light enough to allow unrestricted movement while still providing warmth against the cold winter air.
His bow rested across his back, his sword hung comfortably at his waist, and a small pouch of arrows was secured behind his hip.
The white fox watched him from the bed with sleepy blue eyes.
"You can sleep a little longer."
The fox tilted its head.
"I'm only going to train."
