Dressed in a sharp black two-piece suit over a white shirt and red tie, Alvin walked into the room. In his arm was an overcoat, neatly folded. He turned his head to look at the woman before him.
Seeing Elara in the academy uniform made him feel a bit odd. Unlike him, she was wearing a short pleated skirt with a blazer. Her shirt and tie were the same as Alvin's, but she was also wearing black stockings underneath her skirt.
Unlike Alvin, she was wearing her overcoat. His eyes were momentarily drawn to her chest; an insignia of a black crescent moon veiled in a mist was stitched to her robes on a grayish patch that seemingly appeared to blend into the clothing.
"What?" Following his gaze, Elara looked at the glowing crest and smiled, "I hope you are looking at the crest of the Ashum family."
"Ashum Family? The master of the shadows?" Alvin picked up the name from the conversation instinctively, "Is that their family crest?"
