Chapter 34. Eye of the End
After that, we had our breakfast in the estate's quiet dining hall. Strangely, Lucian was nowhere to be seen this morning.
Maybe off on another one of his secretive errands. Or maybe he'd just slept in. Whatever the reason, his absence meant breakfast was, surprisingly, uneventful.
No sarcastic jabs. No philosophical rambling. Just... food.
We didn't talk much. There was no need to. Isolde sipped her tea with her usual grace, while Mia absentmindedly pushed her eggs around on her plate, already mentally preparing for her next round of studies. I, for once, simply enjoyed the rare calm.
After we finished, Mia was promptly dragged—er, escorted—by Isolde back to the study lounge to continue her transformation into a living, breathing encyclopedia.
Her eyes, filled with betrayal, darted to me like I'd abandoned her to some terrible fate.
"Be strong," I whispered, just loud enough for her to hear.
Her death glare could have shattered glass.
That was the last I saw of her for a while.
As for me? Isolde, in a rare act of mercy, didn't assign me anything for the day. Technically, I'd passed the threshold for mana sensitivity. I had "awakened," as she put it. Training under her had ended... at least officially.
A vacation, then?