Alexia read the invitation letter for the tenth time before she placed it on the table and consider her options. Her fingers thrummed on the table, her attention turned towards the window in thought. City life wasn't what she expected it to be. The slightest sound blared through her window and into her ears. It got rid of the quiet that Alexia dreaded, but the noise didn't fill her with any excitement, just annoyance. The air was also suffocating her with gas and toxins, not nearly as bad as the corruption, but it only reminded her of where she was. Not in Ardromis.<br/><br/>Her mind went to the men in black suits that she has been avoiding for the past couple months. The idea of dealing with someone possibly threatening to her added some excitement to her life but she was getting annoyed. She found that she would prefer to be left alone. A heaviness pulled at her heart and Alexia frowned. Thanks to the close watch of the government, she can barely relax enough to meditate anymore, no meditation, no purification.<br/><br/>"Will you go?" A deep male voice spoke curiously. Alexia turned to look at the chair across from her. Specks of light gathered and in a flash her guardian appeared sitting casually before her. Daemon was dressed in jeans and a black button shirt, slightly open to provide a peek of muscle. He looked to be the same age of 22, and would have been mistaken to be human, but the odd features of his white hair and silver eyes proved that he was not of this world.<br/><br/>Alexia let out a heavy sigh and shrugged. "I don't know yet," she answered honestly before giving Daemon a smirk. "Maybe something new will happen tomorrow."<br/><br/>Daemon frowned. "Nothing will happen tomorrow, nothing has happened for the past year."<br/><br/>He took everything seriously, how could he be a reflection of her soul when he has a stick up his ass. "We got a nice visit from that government agent yesterday," Alexia noted casually almost innocently.<br/><br/>"He tried to taser you," Daemon said flatly, his voice turning strained and annoyed. "It was hardly a threat to us, but who knows what they'll try next. And that's the problem."<br/><br/>Alexia crossed her arms and lazily turned her attention away from Daemon, waiting for him to go through his speech on how they don't know enough about her home world.<br/><br/>"We don't know Alexia," Daemon continued firmly. "We don't know what those agents are capable of. They could have been going easy on us as they tried to recruit us, but what if they actually have enough power to take us out? This may be your home world, but you've been gone for too long that we can't learn everything here on our own."<br/><br/>Turning her light blue eyes to connect with Daemon's silver ones, Alexia had to admit that Daemon was right. He was only saying all this to keep her aware of their reality. Getting up from her seat she moved towards the window and looked out at the people that walked hurriedly towards their destination. No one knew her, no one noticed her, except of course the government which was not the attention she wanted.<br/><br/>In Ardromis, Alexia was possibly the most respected and the most powerful sorceress in the land, a hero. But was she still that person here in this world? There was only one way to find out.<br/><br/>_____________________________________________<br/><br/>The boat rocked back and forth as it crashed through the waves, but the movement and sounds only soothed Alexia furthered as she closed her eyes and breathed in the salty air of the sea. Her hair was tied back to keep it from wiping at her face and out of her eyes as she continued to lean over the rail to look towards the island that was now in view.<br/><br/>A sigh of relief escaped Daemon as he leaned against the railing next to her also looking at the island. A smile formed on Alexia's face for that was the forth sigh of content that came from Daemon. It's been a long while since the last time he allowed himself to relax. Other than the passengers murmuring across the boat, everything was fairly quiet and peaceful. Although there was no action, Alexia's heart raced with anticipation.