The family had always been reluctant to discuss the specific details of Arthur's death in her presence. It was, in its own way, a form of protection.
Even if the Arevalo Clan were to be unfortunately dragged into this great maelstrom, she might be able to escape unscathed.
But she had no desire to be an obedient canary protected in a cage.
Her brother, the once-glorious Knight Arthur... from the day the news of his death reached the family, she had made a silent vow.
She would uncover the whole truth.
Even if the enemies she had to face were powerful beyond her imagination.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the silver pendant hanging around her neck. Taking a deep breath, she forced down the roiling emotions in her heart before continuing on her way.
Soon, Alice stopped before a large oak door carved with the insignia of the Garrison Legion.
