Emilia’s pov
Before I turned eighteen, I never imagined I would experience days like this.
"Maintain your elegant posture!" Veronica's voice rang out from behind, and my body immediately tensed.
I gritted my teeth, silently reminding myself that this wasn't nap time.
It's four in the morning now, and the entire estate is shrouded in darkness, but this room is lit. Veronica's household, along with the maids, gather in this room every day at this hour, waiting for me.
This room is special, tucked away on the far left of the estate, small and devoid of any furnishings. There's only one window situated near the ceiling, letting in little light, making the room cramped and dim. It should have been a storage room, but now it's where I receive my daily training.
"Veronica, I have a task for
