Mia woke up way before the bells announced the morning for the rest of the town.
There was no way she would sleep that long, given how there would be only a single hour from the moment the bells would start ringing and the second the tournament would officially begin.
"So today is the day," Mia muttered to herself. She looked over through the small window of her room.
Just like she felt in her gut, the sun has yet to rise. Her waking up on time was nothing more but a combination of sheer luck and habit.
'I guess I could get ready,' she thought, only to jump down from the bed and take a quick look at herself. The mirror in the room was the one piece of luxury that Mia decided to afford for herself the day she heard Arthur might be coming to this place.
After all, how should she take care of her looks to prepare herself for the reunion if she couldn't see how does she look?