"I have to say, this is pretty sweet. I certainly had plenty of doubts at first, but those are all but gone now," Grinned Celia, as she slumped back in her seat with a relaxed look on her face.
"Yeah, at this point, I think it's safe to say we made the right decision. These last three months have been great, I don't think I've ever felt this at ease walking out in the open like this," Nodded Raven in agreement.
"Yeah, that's for sure. Not gonna lie, though, I kinda miss our hideout," Remarked Ravella with a wry smile.
It was the 20th of March, 1919, a little over three months had passed since The Irregulars were pardoned and agreed to join the Knight Order.
Following that, all seven of them had been offered high-ranked spots in the various Knight Squads, but after discussing it amongst themselves, they insisted that they all be put in the same squad.
