Allen allowed silence to accumulate for a full minute before turning to face the dance floor, "There are two members of the house of Fiamma here today. I could actually be adopted into their family but I declined as I don't think I deserved the surname of Fiamma." He scanned the crowd, pointing, "That is Antoinette, my foster sister. And... Where is he? Ah, there he is, Edward Fiamma," He pointed at a figure at the far end of the hall, "They took me in during the civil war and I owe them much."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>"I see, so do you like horse riding?" Kyle asked.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>The girl watched from the rooftops, it would seem the the entire city was sleeping. Rain lashed on her outer coat, weighing her down. It did not matter.Â<br/><br/>She launched herself off the roof onto the one opposite, her footing slipped and she hung by her fingertips on the edge of the tiles. She poured energy into her arms and heaved, lifting herself up onto the roof before closing the distance between herself and the castle. Beneath her cloak, a blade flashed beneath the full moon.Â