Chapter 47: A Game of Illusion

Luana was sitting in the kitchen of the White Palace, savoring her breakfast with a casual air, while the aroma of freshly baked bread and hot coffee filled the room. That scent had become familiar to her, almost like a gentle embrace, something she had learned to cherish after years away from there. She wore a fitted white linen shirt with a slight neckline that highlighted her femininity without excess, while her black leather pants hugged her legs perfectly, ready for any action the day might bring. Her rolled-up sleeves revealed her firm forearms, giving anyone who saw her a glimpse of her strength and the time she dedicated to sword practice. Beside her, hanging on the chair and leaning against the table, were her twin sword belts.