We left the dormitory and walked toward the main academic building.
As expected, our arrival caused an immediate, massive stir.
The Academy rumor mill was already spinning wildly about my sudden rise in power and the dark rumors surrounding me. But seeing the "Trash of Edelhart" walking into the main courtyard with a stunning, angelic new girl clinging tightly to his arm brought the courtyard to a standstill.
Students stopped in their tracks, whispering fiercely behind their hands.
"Who is that girl?" "She's gorgeous. Is she a noble?" "Why is she holding his arm like that? Doesn't she know who he is?" "I heard he uses mind-control magic. Look at how she's looking at him!"
Emma ignored the whispers completely. In fact, the stares only fueled her pride. She held onto my bicep even tighter, pressing her chest against my arm, beaming radiantly at anyone who made eye contact with her.
We entered the grand amphitheater for our morning Magic Theory class.
