Chapter 191: Where I Stand
Charlotte’s dorm room looked nothing like Noel’s.
Where his space was minimal, almost utilitarian, hers was filled with small details: glowing fairy lights gently floating above the bedframe, potted enchanted lilies that swayed with emotion, a plush rug shaped like a crescent moon, and a shelf full of trinkets and tea tins. Feminine? Maybe. But definitely hers.
She stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom, slowly brushing her long hair—pink and luminous under the soft magic light. The Sancta Veil was off for now, allowing her natural features to reflect clearly.
Golden eyes met her gaze from the mirror.
’I like this look more,’ she thought, admiring the way her real hair shimmered with a light that no illusion could replicate.
’But I can’t walk around the academy like this. Not unless I want to get lectured by the elders or dragged back to the Holy Capital.’
It had been exactly one month since she arrived.
She’d made friends—some too eager. Clara always invited her to go explore Valon, but Charlotte declined every time with some excuse.
’Because I want him to be the one to show me around,’ she admitted to herself, a small smile forming on her lips.
’A tour, a stroll... anything that feels like a date. Just one normal day, like any other girl my age. Back in the Holy Capital, that wasn’t even an option. There were no boys my age... and the ones that were around weren’t interested in anything but praying or politics.’
Things changed the day they named her Saint.
As she continued brushing her hair, memories flickered in her mind—moments filled with chaos, fire, and... Noel.