I Raised the Demon Queen (Now She Won't Leave Me Alone)

Revantra raised her hand halfway through lecture, but she didn't speak right away.

She just pressed her palm against her cheek and let her shoulders sag like someone who'd just been told she had one week to live.

Professor Halden, who was drawing a diagram of mana circulations on the chalkboard, turned, sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Miss Virel. Is there a problem with the topic?"

She gave a thin, trembly nod. "I think... my tooth is cursed."

There was a brief silence in the room.

Then Theo whispered—not quietly enough—"She's lying."

Revantra gave him a murderous glance that would've sent most grown men into therapy. "I am in pain."

"Oh no," Elias muttered under his breath. "Here we go."

"Bad pain," she added. "Magical pain. The worst kind."

Professor Halden took a long sip of his lukewarm tea, eyes locked with Elias. "Take her to the infirmary."

Elias stood reluctantly. "You sure it's not emotional?"