Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-27603392-20131111025158

The next few days on the airjet was uneventful.

They stood guard, ate meal with the Heir (He kept insisted that they eat with him, instead of with the servant) and watched Nox train in the gym. The wound has closed, but Tianee wasn't allowed to do anything that could cause it to open yet.

When the captain reported that they will be arriving to Mistral soon, Tianee glanced over the window to see a city on top of a hill, with a Greek like arena at the far end of it. Everything is white and gold.

"Wow..."

The door opened and Tristan stepped inside the gym, wearing a white tux with a red rose in front of his chest. 'Wasn't he suppose to have a study session this afternoon ?' Looking at the Heir, the girl wondered.

"Would you like to join me for a dance lesson, Tianee ?" Slightly bowed to her with his hand extended forward, Tristan asked.