Chapter 41: The Banquet
The upperclassman began the academy tour, leading our small group of about twenty-five students with the ease of someone who’d done this a dozen times before.
We followed him through marble halls and towering archways, nodding along as he pointed out key buildings and historical landmarks.
But my eyes weren’t on the scenery.
They were on him.
Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m not gay. But the guy in front of me? He wasn’t just some charming upperclassman.
He was the first villain from the novel.
The head of the so-called Noble Etiquette Club. A self-righteous snake with a perfect smile and a brain permanently stuck below the belt.
One of the main cast members eventually joined his little club, which, unsurprisingly, led to a whole lot of chaos.
So I watched him closely.
Not because I admired him.
But because I knew exactly what kind of man he really was.
A wolf in silk robes.