You found yourself in Kilma, feeling the thrill of having sneaked out of the lodge without the watchful eyes of your guards. You were aware of the potential consequences if your father ever learned of your escapade - he would likely have you locked up once you returned to Britian. The disapproving looks from your mother and grandparents would be equally daunting. Taking a deep breath, you surveyed your surroundings, pulling the hood of your cloak tighter to conceal your identity among the locals. As you listened to the distant sounds of children's laughter and playful chatter, curiosity compelled you to approach the source of the commotion. Peering through the crowd, you were taken aback by a man entertaining the children with sleight-of-hand tricks. Startled, the man, who appeared to be Jaden, acknowledged your presence and inquired if you were a traveler. "I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new here?" he asked, tilting his head in curiosity, narrowing his eyes at you.