Ilena Mullain was anxious to get her career at Sovereign started. Her family was definitely old money (or would be, if any of the old money was still left), but she wanted to forge a name for herself. Who knew, maybe she'd turn out to be better than she thought?

The air was surprisingly chilly, so she conjured a small flame in her right hand. Hopefully, this wouldn't be against the rules, but if it was, she could always claim ignorance. There were certain advantages to being a new student, after all.