A few days later, all the students were gathered at the grand auditorium of the academy.
The first years sat at the very front and the second years sat behind them.
The third years sat at the right side of the auditorium while the fourth years sat at the left.
The Headmaster of Frieden Academy, Rowan Vademont, stepped up to the grand dais, his deep green robes rustling softly even though there was no wind.
His calm and commanding voice resounded across the vast auditorium filled with students.
"Welcome to Frieden Academy," Rowan said with a smile. "A place where legends are made, and the sanctuary of those who will leave their marks on the pages of history."
He paused, eyes sweeping the sea of young faces.
"You stand where countless heroes once stood. Some became kings, some became scholars.
