Chapter 38: Servant
I woke up before first light of dawn. I stared at mhy dormitory—a small but surprisingly comfortable room with a high ceiling, a sturdy wooden desk, and a large window overlooking the academy grounds.
I stretched my arms above my head, rolling my shoulders as the last remnants of sleep faded.
The bed was softer than I expected, and for the first time in weeks, I had slept deeply.
Most first-year students shared dormitories, but for some reason, I had been given a private room.
Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I stood to my feet and rolled my neck with a satisfied sigh.
The stone floor was cool beneath my bare feet as I crossed to the window, pushing it open.
A crisp morning breeze rushed in, carrying the scent of dew and distant pine.
Gazing out my window now, I saw how silent the academy grounds lay, bathed in the pale blue haze of predawn.
Perfect.
I dressed quickly, pulling on a light tunic and durable trousers.
After a few experimental stretches to loosen my muscles, I slipped out the door.