Thanking the elderly woman at the counter who handed her a cup of juice, the woman's eyes showed some warmth which made the brown-haired girl feel relief.
Knowing that there was some good in the school, even if it was hard to find it thanks to those who would gladly snuff it out.
Now turning to find a place to sit, Anberine immediately felt her stomach leap up to her throat as she suddenly tripped and fell straight on to the floor.
This to her sorrow resulted in laughter from the ones who saw her fall, her ears immediately became red while throbbing uncomfortably due to how hot they became.
Food and juice now covered her semi shaking body after hitting the floor.
Even though she was in pain she tried not to whimper even though her hands and knees were screaming from the impact as she tried to get up.
Her hands that held the tray released the item thanks to the fall while they turned red.
"Ooops, looks like you fell" said a voice, soon she saw a pair of black shoes that appeared in her line of vision.
Looking up she saw a smug red-haired grey-eyed boy staring at her while folding his arms.
Holding his right arm was a blond-haired teen girl with blue eyes wearing semi-short clothes.
Even though it was against the school dress code given she was wearing semi revealing clothes.
The blue-eyed girl snorted as she saw the state of the girl but didn't bother to help as she watched the injured girl struggle.
The brown-haired girl looked up at him weakly knowing that it had been him who did this.
"Of course... who else would have done it?" she muttered grudgingly as she looked back at the male, masking her bitterness at how he could not only hurt but humiliate her in front of their classmates.
"Might want to watch where you're walking, then again you are clumsy rat girl" the boy jeered while some students laughed at the state she was in, not caring that it was upsetting her as it was something they witnessed nowadays.
"Hmm? Nothing to say?" the boy asked with a mocking smile as he bent down slightly to look at her, his hands were on his hips while a cold glint formed in his eyes.
"Prince Skye let's just leave her, she's just a nobody so why bother dealing with her?" the blue-eyed girl cooed causing him to scoff in disgust before kicking some of the food that was on the floor into injured girl's eyes.
This in turn caused the already injured girl to whine loudly in pain as some of the food was still hot.
Shakily she placed her hands to her face in order to help remove the gunk and pain that continued to sear her face.
"Weakling" he muttered darkly as she continued to groan weakly while rubbing her eyes with her sleeves.
Mentally she was thankful that the food and water were masking her tears preventing anyone from mocking her anymore.
"Anberine" a boy whose voice she quickly caught out despite the loud noises that echoed in her ear leaving her thinking that wasps and locusts were in the area.
Knowing that for now she was unable to see or get up without crashing into things left her more uncomfortable as she was vulnerable to more attacks.
Feeling someone eventually help her up by her arms, she immediately tensed up until she felt hands on her back.
Regardless of the help she still remained tense to the boy's anger from seeing how scared and upset she was.
"I've got you Anberine, don't worry I'm here" the boy whispered soft words of comfort before flashing a cold glare at the prince who just smirked cruelly at the pair.
"A weak rat always leans towards an even weaker rat, you two are perfect for each other" Prince Skye had said with a mocking jeer before going to sit at his table with the girl still hanging on to his arm.
Something that got the boy who was helping her to mutter under his breath at how the prince could do anything and not care about who he was hurting as long as he got what he wanted.
Everything was a joke to him to the point he saw people even nobles as dirt under his shoes.
"Get her inside" the cook whispered sternly once she approached the pair after shooing a few students who were about to make more trouble for the pair, glaring at the group the boy helped Anberine to the kitchen thankful to the elderly woman who opened the door for them.
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Once inside did the woman help Anberine by grabbing a towel soaked with water and used it to wipe the distressed girl's eyes.
The boy watched with a sad look as Anberine squeezed his hand tightly due to the pain, just watching her had left the boy feeling angrier at how most of the students would continue to torment her.
Regardless of the fact that she was trying to remain out of the public eye.
But no matter what she did she was always subjected to their abuse and most of it was thanks to the prince who had a vendetta against her for whatever reason he had in mind.
"S-Sorry Marcus, didn't mean to hurt your hand" Anberine said weakly as her teeth chattered from pain thanks to her body shaking, wanting nothing more than to cry until there were no more tears to shed.
Wanting the pain to leave for good but alas when it did it was only temporary.
Staring at her Marcus an orange-haired male with hazel brown eyes stared at her with sad eyes.
He wore a white shirt under his black jacket, black faded jeans and black trainers.
Smiling softly in hopes of cheering her up he patted her head softly.
"It's okay Anbery, I'm sorry I couldn't be there sooner" he said before turning quickly in order to look at the door that released a loud bang.
A frown quickly formed on his face thanks to whoever sent the door open in a violent manner.
"Oh for goodness sake! Get out of my kitchen!" the elderly cook snapped sharply as two individuals entered the kitchen.
Both teens who entered the kitchen had sickly pale white skin, however what set the pair apart was that the male had black hair and green eyes.Whilst the other was a girl with greenish-black hair and green eyes that looked like venom.As Marcus suspected to his chagrin, the delinquent transfers would now be here to eat given that they would love to cause some trouble wherever they went.Not that Marcus could blame them since they were openly hated and scorned just for being who they were.Despite being Dark Dwellers Marcus did have some appreciation for them.Even if they did pester Anberine for things that were at times deemed inappropriate.On the other hand, they often did talk to her and saw her as one of their own hence they were slightly more open to the pair than others would dare to try.Since
"I wouldn't need to judge you, that is, if you actually bothered to hit the books like the rest of us" Gawain said with bland eyes, hearing this caused her to grit her teeth in displeasure at how hypocritical he was being."And you haven't been bothering her with potions?" Helga challenged but he remained emotionless."Unlike you I was comparing my notes, I had done the homework I just wanted to make sure I was doing it properly otherwise we would have to repeat the year. Something I'm sure you'd be on guard for" Gawain said as they watched her face flush from the comment."I-ugh-fine I'll hit the books! Just this time I really need your help Anberine, once you have the time" Helga said now looking away wearily, blinking after her eyes recovered from the unwanted situation Anberine stared at them."It's fine, not like it won't benefit me anyways" Anberine replied in a monotone voice that had Helga sm
“This is so exciting! Potions class, I wonder what we’ll make today?” Merlia asked with a peppy smile before winking at a distressed noble who was jumping from one foot to the other as the toilet was being occupied.Now staring at her he froze and panicked before rushing to find the nearest toilet thanks to the minor slip of concentration.Seeing this Morgana chuckled faintly while Merlia giggled daintily as walked in step with Anberine.“I think we have a lesson on love potions today” Anberine commented as they approached the classroom to see a tall man with blue and yellow robes, his hair showed signs of turning white but still remained black signalling that he was in his mid-fifties.“Good afternoon Mr. Jilbari” Merlia greeted causing the man to raise a brow as he stopped the chalk he had writing on the board with his magic.“Sti
“That was scary” Helga whined softly as she wiped her forehead when they left the class.Now mentally happy to be away from their Potion’s Teacher who gave them occasional stern warning about misuse of potions and spells.So far she stayed with the group since they had nothing left to do for the day.Eventually however everyone arrived at Merlia’s room which consists of blue walls, on the walls and ceiling they contained light green markings that glowed softly in the dark.Near the bed was a single wall shelf that had some books while some dresses that were half made were littered on the table by a sewing machine.Moving a stray sleeve from the chair Helga took a seat while Merlia happily resumed her sewing, Mordred meanwhile activated a statue on the ledge of their window with his magic.Soon a grey owl made of stone was formed and began to take fl
“Take a seat” he said not looking at them, instead his back was facing them as he stood facing the window.His hair was dark brown and his eyes were sharp cold grey and often sent chills down the one’s spine.On edge the Dark Dwellers observed him as they either sat down or stood by the others.“I’m sure you’re wondering why I called you here” the king said while holding his hands behind his back.Mordred frowned at the king not saying anything as he suspected they would hear it anyways.“You see the kingdom has been at peace for a while however, I grow tired of the separation between our realms” the king said calmly piping their interests.At the same time they masked their suspicious glances in order to not arouse the King’s suspicions.“Well your family has been the reas
“I’m glad I found you Anberine! I have a project for you” she cheered while a stunned Anberine who had been close to dropping more than one drop of the vial’s contents into the pot froze.Not trusting her voice she stared at her friend in surprise as she placed the vial down.“Um... what?” Anberine asked looking speechless from the sudden entrance, seeing this would have made Helga laugh had she not remembered why she needed her friend.“Come on! The others are waiting for you” Helga cried as she dragged her friend out the room.“But what about my stuff?” Anberine cried in shock from the sudden pull as she still had the vial in her hand.Flashing a worried look at her bag and books she had a sense at that moment people could steal once they realise who it belonged to.“Forget that, we need you
“I need air” Anberine said weakly as she walked away from Merlia and Morgana, grabbing her bag she opened the door and didn’t look back leaving some of them surprised at how she would refuse so quickly.“She does have morals” Marcus said calmly catching the girls’ attention.“Her aunt had taught her to never use magic as a way of getting revenge since it would never solve anything”“But we need her to help make it, she’s the best potion maker we know and we’ll most likely ruin it” Helga said with a weak withered look, frowning Perceval watched them.“Stop using her to help get ahead, we’re smart aren’t we?” Mordred said as he now stood beside Perceval, Helga and Morgana stared at him in surprise.“We made it this far so why are we using her to get ahead? Why don’t you study
“I can’t otherwise he will not fall for any of you, the potion requires one person to make it. No involvements or exceptions” Anberine explained with a grumble, blinking Mordred tried to think of a solution.“What if we make the food or drink and slip it in after you’ve made the potion? Surely that would counteract the requirement?” Helga suggested causing Merlia and Morgana to ponder on that question.“Worth a try” Merlia said before looking at her anxious friend with a sheepish smile.“Please Anberine, we really need your help and we wouldn’t ask you to help us with something like this unless if was important. Our people need to be free from the King’s control and I’m sure you want the Light Dwellers to be free from his rule as well right?” Merlia asked, Anberine bit her lip as she stared at them and then the paper.Walki