Valerie pov.
In my room, I went and had a well appreciated shower. The warm water washed away the dirt, grime, fears and worries. After that I changed into a clean set of my soldier clothing. The burgandy light weight pants that fit me and hugged my legs and waist. My blouse and breastplate, along with the matching burgandy duster, strapping my weapons to my hips, I throw my hy hair up into a high ponytail with a single long braid through it in the colour of silver. Walking out of my room I went to see my father.