Calixto was out in the town for private business when in the corner of his eye He saw the deep red hair of a girl who was sitting at a street food vendor. He could tell at a glance, the fiery hair was the same as his memories. It was her. He was surprised, but kept private. Why was she here already? Was he delusional? He had invited her to study at the Royal academy, but she wasn't due to arrive for another week. Crossing the busy street,his personal guard in toe, he tapped on her shoulder.