You who are silvering the sands of the desert

15 UNEXPECTED RETURN

UNEXPECTED RETURN

CHAPTER 15

*Here I'm*

Archades - 706 Alto Valendiano

Imperial Palace - Training Room

Chantal for long minutes fixed the sky of the imperial city, with its tall towers that towered up in the sky, while mini airships darted through the palaces of Archades.

Huge plants forming part of the suspended gardens of the capital, covered the enormous skyscrapers. It was a beautiful and very suggestive sight, Rabanastre was not even remotely comparable to the beauty of the Archadian capital and Chantal knew it well.

Finally she felt at home, but her thoughts and a certain uneasiness didn't want to know to let her go. So many thoughts crowded his head, increasing the migraine and the sense of malaise that gripped them.

He felt the earth missing from under his feet and almost marveled that he still had the strength to stand up, after reading those reports.

He was alive. This was the most recurrent thought in the mind of Chantal, who felt all upset, had lost track of time and everything around her.

He wondered if he wanted to take that old thing again now, now that he had begun to distance himself from everything. Yes, in three years she had managed to do so much, she was sure she didn't want to lose everything for her past.

But that news, that news could not forget it. He was alive and not dead, that changed everything.

Chantal spent the rest of her time trying to restrain her thoughts, as if it could succeed, but to no avail. Her thoughts at that moment were tormenting her. He thought about what he had to do now.

He thought over and over again until at a certain point he noticed the time he had made and his appointment with the judge Gabranth. He really didn't want to, he didn't feel like facing the judge face to face for more in a sword training session.

This could not be canceled, it was part of his apprenticeship and Gabranth had taken on the task of training her personally to make her become a Magister Judge.

Not now that Chantal had discovered about Basch. He thought back to the situation he was in and "the terrible sense of irony" of fate, for a brief moment he thought of his father if he had still been alive, if he had known that one day "his precious daughter" would become a aspiring Judge Magister surely would have died of displeasure.

This small thought brought a smile to Chantal's face, he had to admit that he wanted so much to see the disapproving expression of his father and everyone else.

He had to deal with reality, he could never have this satisfaction, everyone he knew was dead.

Chantal realized that he had little time to devote to his past, so he preferred to concentrate on the present and possibly also on the Judge. Now that he had known that Gabranth was somehow connected to Basch he wanted to see better about the situation, to ask if the judge didn't have all the answers he was looking for and that it would be very difficult to get them.

The woman changed clothes immediately, putting on the usual black uniform she used for training with the judge. A tight black jumpsuit without sleeves and short legs, which was paired with a pair of black boots, half-thigh high and a pair of long gloves of the same color.

Of this "uniform", Chantal possessed various variants according to its use or occasions. In Gabranth the use of these garments was no problem compared to the usual uniform that the imperial soldiers were able to wear.