Aurelia Vale's POV
By the end of the day, every muscle in my body screamed in protest.
Captain Lyra managed to make Omega training far more dreadful than usual.
My arms ached from lifting heavy logs, my legs from running around the training field, and my palms from climbing the academy's rope wall.
All I wanted was to take a hot bath and curl into my warm bed, far, far away from the military school.
Instead, I had to report to the President's Villa.
I sighed as I changed in the hostel, switching into a clean set of clothes.
Maya, who sat cross-legged on her bed, reading a fictional novel, raised an amused brow.
"You look like someone marched to her execution."
"It feels the same," I muttered, tossing some of my dirty clothes into a bag.
Maya chuckled.
"Maybe tonight won't be so
