The next morning was just like any other day. The sun rose high in the sky. Gwen and Diona were still asleep, sleeping in since they were also on a short break from their school.
Albedo had also slept in, wanting a nice refresher, but Seraphyne hadn't slept. She had never cared much for mornings, as they reminded her too much of the life she had left behind.
She moved downstairs towards the basement and spotted the assassins already awake when she got there.
All eight of them were sitting around, scattered around the chamber. They had no weapons in their arms, yet there was still a stiffness in their posture, like they were still completely on guard.
Kaela stood at the front, the de facto leader, her hair tied back, her expression unreadable.
Seraphyne let the silence hang, savoring it as she swept her gaze across them, crimson eyes glinting in the lantern light.
