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((Seya))

After finally crossing the front door threshold, Seya realised she was quite lost in there. It was of course a place she had never been at. The Trianea Akademiyi was, therefore, a new place for her, so she didn't know how to get to anywhere. It was such a big place, too! Upon her arrival, she was supposed to meet the principal, but she was so lost she didn't know how she'd manage to get there.

The girl decided to just wander around, hoping her luck would help her find a way. It was not until she saw some people laughing at her, that she realised it was about the third time she had walked through the same place. However, Seya didn't seem to be bothered, and just kept searching. Eventually, she'd have to stumble upon the principal's office, right? In the end, and strangely enough, she ended up finding a bigger door which looked fancier. Smiling to herself, she wondered if that was, in truth, the place she was searching for.

Seya could be quite the stubborn girl, sometimes, which is why she refused to ask for directions. The young songstress knocked at the door, and upon not hearing any answer, she opened it, slowly. Inside the room, and sitting behind a table, a relatively old woman was looking at her. Surely, she was the principal. She was surprised about how, despite being thin, the woman seemed quite the strong lady. Her eyes showed such wisdom and a severe personality. But she didn't seem like a bad person.

Even more surprised, Seya was, when the woman called out her name. "Ah, don't give me that look, I am aware that you were arriving soon. What principal would I be, if I didn't know such a small matter... I hope your trip from Azure to our Akademiyi has been a nice one. I also hope that you will enjoy your time with us. We have arranged a room for you on the west wing of the building. You will have your schedule at your room. However, I can already inform you about the planning we have chosen for you. Seya Raghen, guest student from Azure." She spoke with such solemnity. "You will be taking regular classes, which include bravery and fear tactics. I do not doubt your knowledge, but we may have a different point of view from what you have learnt. And in diversity lays the truth. I am convinced our 'Bravery' and 'Psicology' teachers will be able to get you to learn a lot of new things. And do not forget to attend the Purity classes. They are really important, so do not miss them."

Seya sighed softly at the thought of having to attend "Purity" classes. Not only that was boring, but pointless, as well. She had also expected to be doing a lot more theory, but if life-based songs didn't have a lot of theory, it was possible for her to finish this course as soon as possible and leave for the third Akademiyi in her life. That would be certainly good, wouldn't it? Before leaving, Seya asked for the location of the west wing and her room, so that she would not get lost again.

The girl walked downstairs, to the hall once again, and then madeh er way to the west. After a short walk, she saw some corridors with doors on both sides of it, which meant this was the 'bedroom zone'. Seya looked for the door she had been told was her room, and used the key she had been given. After opening the door, she walked in, and even forgot to close the door, as she saw the beauty of the room.

It was certainly not a nobleman's room, but it was cozy enough. And apparently it had been prepared to suit her tastes. The bed sheets were blue, and the curtains on the window which was at the back of the room were white. Seya opened the window, and looked. She gasped, and a tear went down her cheek. It was almost like being at home; the room was faced to the sea, and even if they were at a high place, she could see the water. The room made her think of an Azurean room, no doubt about that.

It had a comfortable-looking bed, a small round table in the middle of the room, another table on one of the corners of the room -with some writing tools- and a big wardrobe at the opposite corner. She was happy -and relieved- to see a door which led to a little bathroom. She could not believe this place was so perfect. Her mood was so light that she began to sing, almost without realising it. It was an old popular song from her homeland, one which bore no powers.