Chapter 89 : Curiosity
[ Alicia’s POV ]
The sunlight filtered through the tall windows of the Student Council Room, painting golden streaks on the marble floor.
Alicia von Crestvale, president of the student council, sat elegantly behind a polished mahogany desk, her quill dancing over parchment. But her usual laser-sharp focus was nowhere to be found.
Her mind, instead, was shackled to the events of three weeks ago—the duel that still echoed in the minds of students across the academy. The duel with him.
Alex Dragonheart.
No matter how much she tried to redirect her thoughts, they kept circling back. With a sigh, Alicia leaned back in her chair, folding her arms as her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
And more than that—because of how it all began.
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She had first heard about him from her brother, who never praised someone highly without a reason. Amidst the countless faces of fresh cadets—some excited, some terrified, most forgettable—one figure stood quietly in the center, his gaze unwavering.
Alex Dragonheart.
Her curiosity was mild at first. The only reason she even looked twice was because her brother, Alden, had mentioned him beforehand.