I'm sitting on the low sill of one of the arched windows in the training room. The back leans against the column, which smoothly passes into the wall. Amilana is in a chair, and Garvel walks from side to side, thinking about something. I really want to believe that about a way to escape.

A little afternoon break - what a joy!

From the place I have taken, you can clearly see some part of the castle. A beautiful castle made of silvery stone, which sparkles slightly, bathed in the rays of the summer sun. Yes, it's summer in this world. Several towers, distinguished by their height, are drowned in...