Unlike the other world where Sora had landed herself, spending hours there. A single hour had not passed in the real world, the flow of time going by differently, but the preparations for the knight gathering ceremony were almost completed.
Sorelia had stretched forth her hand, from her fingertips, golden energy emerged, taking control of the cleaning items as it swept off every dirt.
A smile spread across her lips as she saw everything in motion. She let out a small breath of relief as she stood on the stairs leading down to the dining hall, looking at the decorations with gladness in her heart.
But from the memory of creeping into Father Bryndal's secret, she was left with a stern gaze. When she crept into that dusty library, she was greeted with strange secrets that no person was ready to see.
Then a voice, stern and deep, but calm and concerned at the same time, spoke out from behind.
"Lady Sorelia"
