"Are you done with yours? If not, I pity you. The line's moving at a snail's pace," Will added.
"There is no need for you to worry about that" Liam, who had been overlooked until then, spoke up.
Startled, Will turned towards him. Feeling a twinge of guilt for neglecting Liam, Lea shot him an apologetic glance, which he acknowledged with a smile and a blink.
Without delay, she introduced them. "Will, meet Liam, my classmate. Liam, this is William, my brother's best friend's younger brother."
After a brief exchange, both men nodded and exchanged handshakes.
Suddenly, Will checked his watch, speaking hurriedly. "Look at the time! I'm late for class again. Can't afford to miss another one," he exclaimed, giving Lea a quick hug and bidding Liam farewell before dashing off to complete his task.
For some reason, Liam felt a pang of discomfort seeing Will hug Lea. He couldn't quite explain the surge of irritation towards Will or the feeling of being overlooked. It puzzled him. His reverie was interrupted by Lea addressing him.
"So, what's the plan? What should we do?" she asked.
"Nothing. We'll just wait," Liam replied.
"So what is the plan, what are we going to do" Lea asked.
"Nothing we are just going to wait," Liam said. "What?" Just when Lea wanted to speak more a middle-aged man approached them and asked Liam "Where are the papers". Liam turned towards Lea who was a bit confused at the moment asking her to give her documents. She took out her documents and gave them to Liam obediently. Liam spoke a few words with the man and then the man went inside the admission office. After she heard what Liam spoke to the man she understood what was happening. She turned towards Liam feeling very thankful for his help, as Will had said if she had to stand in that line it would take the whole day to get done with this small work. "He is not as bad as I thought of him to be," Lea thought as a sweet smile emerged on her face. After the man went inside to complete the work Liam turned towards Lea with a smile. Looking at her he understood the question in her mind, "I had texted asking him to come here when you were talking to William" he said. "Ho,… Thank you" "Without your help, I don't know when I could have got done with it. So thanks for helping me out with this" Lea said. "Yep, you have to be thankful after all I am such a resourceful person. But you can't just get done with a thank you here... "Ok, what do you want?" "Hmmm it's a really difficult question that you have asked" Hahaha... Lea started laughing and then said dramatically, "Take your time dear I will grant your one wish when you have decided." After she said this both of them started laughing together. But ya on a serious note I owe you one, Lea said to which Liam just gave a small smile. The middle-aged man from the admission office came to them with papers in one hand and a register in the other. As soon as Liam saw the man he asked if the work was done. The man nodded his head and then he opened the register in his hand and asked Lea to sign it under her name. After she signed he handed the papers in his hand to Lea with the ID cards. Lea thanked the man and Liam also followed suit. "Hey pass me your timetable let's see which classes we are in together," Liam said taking the paper from Lea's hand. "We have 6 same classes out of the 8 classes, that's nice" "Is it so?" "Yes, that's nice" "Hope so..." "Why? You don't like it?" Liam asked with a frown on his face.Liam stepped forward wordlessly. He knelt, lifting the bundle out with surprising care. Up close, the box looked even more alien, its edges seamless, its surface etched with that old royal crest so finely it almost seemed to breathe under the soft terrace light.As Liam held it, a faint pulse of familiarity brushed the back of his mind — a flicker, like a forgotten dream he couldn’t quite catch. He frowned, fingers drifting over the delicate engravings.Sharon’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, oblivious to the storm flickering behind his eyes. She brushed off her hands and nudged him with her elbow.“See? Told you it’s impossible to open. Believe me, I tried hammers, acid, enchantments and even bribed a shady locksmith once. Useless.”But before she could finish her triumphant rant, Liam moved. Almost without thought, he crossed to the stone table at the terrace’s centre. He laid the box down gently, then h
A gentle voice drifted in from behind them at that moment “Why, in the gods’ names, are you all laughing like a pack of drunk hyenas?”Liam’s head whipped around so fast he nearly toppled off the fountain’s ledge. Gracefully walking towards them on the lantern-lit path was Elena with an elegant brow arched. A stray curl fell over her forehead, making her look far too lovely for Liam’s sanity.As she drew closer, Liam sprang to his feet and offered his hand to her with exaggerated gallantry “It’s nothing darling, they are just pulling my leg” he said, shooting a glare at his so-called friends. As Elena slipped her hand into his, he added quickly, “Come, sit here with me—”But Elena halted him with a light touch to his chest “No, I can’t stay. I just got a call from Master Kai, I have to leave now, there’s some work to handle.”Liam’s face fell immediately,
The rest of the event unfolded exactly as it should have… elegant, filled with laughter and warm words.When the final toast was raised beneath a canopy of lanterns swaying gently in the twilight breeze, Elena and Liam slipped away from the endless line of well-wishers to join their closest friends by the secluded fountain courtyard.The air smelled of blooming night jasmines; gentle music drifted from the main garden. Edward and Elizabeth were laughing over some childhood story; Cassandra and Alistair bickered playfully over wine at a distance while Alisha leaned close to Ria, whispering something that made her giggle behind her hand.Liam sat with Elena tucked easily against his side on the wide stone ledge of the fountain. She toyed with his fingers idly, smiling at something Cassandra said about her brother’s dancing.But then Elena rose lightly, brushing a kiss to Liam’s temple. “Excuse me for a moment, I need to use the powe
The Queen Mother shook her head, fondness warming her features as she regarded the young woman before her.“You remind me of your mother and Elizabeth when they were of your age,” the older queen murmured, her voice pitched for Elena alone “But far braver than they ever dared to be. May the gods keep your courage strong, child.”“Thank you, Your Majesty” Elena’s smile softened, and she dipped her head once more in respect. Then, catching a familiar ripple of deep laughter over her shoulder, she turned slightly and there he was.Liam, freshly bathed and roguishly handsome in his formal attire, hair still damp at the temples, strode through the canopy’s entrance. His eyes, searching the garden, found Elena’s at once, and the mischief that flared there nearly made her cheeks betray her all over again.Alistair followed her gaze and let out a knowing huff of amusement “Ah… and here comes your
“Mine…” he growled softly, every kiss sealing that promise into her skin “Only mine…”Elena’s soft gasp turned into a half-laugh, half-whimper as his lips marked a slow, heated path down her neck. She clutched at his shoulders, eyes fluttering shut when he found that tender spot just above her collarbone, the place he knew made her forget the world existed.“Liam…” she breathed, though it came out more like a plea than a scolding.“Mmh?” he hummed against her skin, mouth curving into a wicked smile that she could feel rather than see.“Stop— wait—” she managed, but any protest dissolved when he nipped lightly at her pulse, then soothed it with his tongue. The sensation made her knees weaken and a soft, helpless sound escaped her throat.When he finally lifted his head, his eyes were dark, pupils blown wide with possessive heat. Her own reflection trem
Louis, who had lingered nearby with arms folded, watched the tender moment with a grin tugging at his lips. He let the silence settle like a blessing over the garden before clearing his throat deliberately.“Alright, sentimental uncle,” he drawled, mischief dancing in his tone, “you’ve stolen enough of my daughter’s peace for now. Go wash off the dust before you frighten the nobles, the ceremony is about to begin.”Liam lifted his gaze, scowling playfully at his brother “Yes, yes, Lord Father-Hen. Don’t glare, I’m going.”Louis just chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder once more, pushing him gently toward the main corridor that led his room in the manor.Reluctantly, Liam rose to his feet, casting one last glance at the sleeping baby and the proud mother beside her before turning away, boots silent now against the marble floors polished for the celebration.He tugged at the collar of h