Chapter 133

[The weather's lovely, Your Highness.

I've finally graduated from wooden swords to a real blade. I'm still much slower at it than the other students, though.

The Academy's far less fun than spending time talking with you, but there's a lot to learn here. Not just knowledge — more like a way of approaching life.

I've had to humbly accept that there are things other people simply do better than I do, especially while learning swordsmanship.

The wyvern transport hub is finally complete. We're just waiting on the first shipment now. The first destination is—]

"Diana, get out here, now!"

I'd been in the middle of writing to Cassion. It was a weekend morning with no classes, my one real pocket of peace, and Sam had just shattered it without a second thought.

The reason I'd had to come to the Academy at all, the man destined to become the…