[: 3rd POV :]
"Academy?"
*You mean the Apex Academy founded by our ancestor, Diana Valenhardt?"
Daniel asked, raising a brow, his voice mixing curiosity with a hint of disbelief.
Melira's lips curved into a soft smile.
"It wouldn't be strange for you not to have heard of it before, my son"
"But yes, it is the very same academy built by our ancestor."
She reached over and pinched his cheek playfully.
"And swallow before you speak, young man. Royals aren't supposed to talk with their mouths full."
Daniel gave a muffled laugh, cheeks still puffed.
"Royal or not, food tastes better when you talk about it."
Melira chuckled, shaking her head.
"You sound just like your grandfather when he was alive."
That silenced Daniel for a moment, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
"Grandfather? I have grandfather?"
"What makes you think you don't have?" She laughed at his reaction.
"Well, I never see him..."
