AidenAfter repelling Caster's direct attack, I regrouped and managed to shackle his right arm with darkness before he could attack again. Today I am on the defensive, and according to the rules I cannot use attacking techniques. The caster is strong but too slow for me. Having neutralized his other hand as well, I threw him to the ground with a sharp movement, and, sitting on top, imitated a dagger put to his throat.“Okay, Aiden. Caster, as always, you lacked speed, you think too long between attacks. Against a man with a greater reserve, you have no chance, summed up the combat trainer and my uncle, Lord Salt Culver. Within the walls of the academy, he allowed himself to be addressed without a title and simply by his first name. Coach Salt not only trained the dark ones, he was also responsible for the selection of applicants for the Order of Darkness."But I'm not going to fight against brothers in arms," Caster said defensively. In vain it is, it is better not to argue with you
"Don't worry, everything will be fine," the dark one said convincingly.“Uh-huh,” I muttered.“Nothing terrible will happen if you are checked upon your return. If you are dark, the darkness will not go anywhere from you in two days,” he joked. I smiled tightly. We sat across from each other, the morning sun shining quite nicely on his pretty face and expensive but not ostentatious attire. I looked down at his hands folded in his lap. And how did I not notice this huge ring before? It catches the eye even at a fleeting glance. Roland caught my eye and awkwardly covered the ring with his other hand.“I put it on only when I get out of the academy, the rector is against wearing family attributes,” Roland commented on my look. I saw a similar ring three years ago on Reiner's hand. Then I did not understand the emblems of the families of the founders, and did not pay attention to his drawing. But now I could say with confidence that I had the honor to sit in the same carriage with the fut
I stood in front of the gates of the academy and thought that I still have the opportunity to turn back. I will return to the estate and wait for others to win the right to life for me. I wonder if Augusta Reed was ever afraid? Or was she not only unaware of this feeling, but of the word itself? Would she despise me for my cowardice? I squeezed the pocket in which the artifact ring lay and headed to the dean's office.There were not so many people in the courtyard, most likely, many aristocrats had gone home for the weekend.When I reached the dean's office, I knocked decisively. There is no way back. She pushed open the heavy door and entered. The secretary's desk was empty, so I decided to sit on the sofa. With every minute my resolve melted away, and the ring with incredible force pulled the pocket to the ground. The door, over which hung a sign with the dean's name, opened, and a woman stepped out. She went to the secretary's place and only then looked up at me with narrowed eyes.
"Are you sure you want to spend this time with me?" Maybe in a week I will be replaced by another?“You don’t trust me, and you close yourself all the time,” the dark one stated. What did I do to deserve this attitude?I need some time, I want to get to know you better. Please, don't push, - I tried with all my might to delay intimacy with the dark, but also not to let him off the hook.- All right, El. Do you want to know me better? I agree. I promise not to go too far unless you ask me to. But do not push me away, I have not been a boy for a long time, - the dark one spoke with an arrangement. And this is in his understanding - do not push? But I had no choice, now I need it.- Deal.- Will you kiss? Well, to secure the contract? Aiden asked, beaming like a polished badge. I timidly approached the dark one, who was a whole head taller than me, and reached for his lips. He did not move and did not intend to help me in this difficult matter. He just continued to smile like crazy. I ha
After dinner, the dark one helped drag the given textbooks and manuals from the library to my room and left on his own business. Until dinner, I sat over my books, trying not to think about the upcoming test. I chose my specialty for a reason, because archiving involves access to the most extensive library in the kingdom. I had a glimmer of hope that Marner the First and his men had missed something, and that proof of his treachery lay somewhere on the dusty shelves.Aiden was very surprised by my choice of major. It turned out that there are almost no girls at the Faculty of History, they most often choose easier professions. Especially for them, the Faculty of Music and the Faculty of Arts were opened. It is not surprising, because it is not customary to work among the aristocracy, and girls come here for the sake of a profitable marriage. Still, the old man was right.Dinner time was approaching, I put down a very interesting textbook on the history of military affairs and began to
I went straight to the dean's office. Dinner was most likely already over, and in order not to be late, I had to practically run.I stumbled into the waiting room disheveled and with a wildly pounding heart. The secretary, with whom we had a mutual dislike at first sight, writhed a displeased face at the sight of me. Probably, she hoped that I would be late or not come, and I would be immediately expelled.“Lord Bane and Lord Culver are waiting for you,” she emphasized the last words, as if waiting for the dark ones was akin to severe torture, and I am the most terrible person in the kingdom, if I allow myself such. - You can pass.“Thank you,” I said in an unctuous voice and smiled broadly. The secretary was even more skewed.She knocked on the office door and entered immediately. The dean, like last time, was sitting at his huge table; I saw the second man standing by the window for the first time. He turned around at the sound of the door being opened, and looked at me attentively.
The next three weeks flew by like one day. I regularly went to classes and generally behaved like an exemplary student. Anika disappeared somewhere, at least she did not appear in the dining room again. Besides me, there were only two girls studying archives, and there was not a single dark one among the guys. With rare exceptions, they preferred military and political directions. For Aiden and Roland, this was the last year at the academy, they both graduated from the Faculty of International Relations.I spent every breakfast and dinner in the company of dark people, and more and more often I found myself thinking strange thoughts. If we discard all prejudices, then the dark ones were not so bad people, or rather, they were too ordinary for those whom they used to hate and fear all their lives.Aiden continued to gently tame me, light kisses were replaced by passionate caresses, in which it was so easy to lose oneself. He was a very attentive gentleman, several times this week I fou
At least half of the members of the resistance known to me are gathered in Amalia's house today. Most of all, I did not expect to see Venira, she was standing in the corridor and arguing lively about something with the redhead. Lester looked at her like a cat at sour cream, and seemed not to listen to her at all. He saw me first and nodded in greeting. Noticing my appearance, Venira left her interlocutor and stepped forward.“We are just waiting for you,” she reproached me."I'm glad to see you too." She smiled. I have to admit that I really missed my dark friends.“I heard you had to put on an artifact…are you okay?” Venira suddenly asked.- It's okay. Thanks for asking.“Don't think that I'm worried about you, I just want to know how everything went in great detail."Of course," she didn't believe her at all. Three years ago, I would have been offended by such words, but now I had time to get to know her too well. She was worried about me, but was afraid to show it. Lane and her fam