_Zephyr’s POV_I slammed my dormitory door shut and leaned against it, relief flooding through me as I finally had a moment alone. The encounter with Kael and Sian had left me rattled, and the last thing I needed was more probing questions about my mysterious behavior.Through the door, I could hear Elias settling into his usual post-drama routine, probably organizing his notes or polishing his glasses while muttering about “emotional complications” and “obvious romantic tension.”“You know you can’t hide in there forever,” he called through the door, though his tone was more amused than insistent.“Watch me,” I replied, sliding down to sit on the floor. “I’m perfectly content to become a hermit. I’m fine. No need to worry.”“That’s what all the best hermits say, right before they emerge from their caves and do something dramatically social.”I was about to respond when another voice joined the conversation in the hallway, younger, hesitant, but oddly familiar.“Excuse me, Prince Elia
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