Dexter’s POVI stood there long after they left.The hall was too quiet… almost mocking me.I felt Reinhardt’s presence before he even spoke.“You alright?” he asked casually.“No,” I muttered.He nodded. “Figured.”We stood shoulder to shoulder, staring at the floor like two idiots who lost a bet.“She didn’t have to do that,” I muttered under my breath.“She did,” Reinhardt replied, no hesitation. “You crossed a line.”I glared at him.He didn’t flinch.“Dexter,” he continued, voice steady. “You’re a Lance. And whether you like it or not, Lyre is our Princess — not someone we get to… pursue.”I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut me off.“You’re not some rookie soldier. You’re a Lance.”He tapped my chest. “Start acting like one. War could break out any minute. Silverfang, Ashmore, the Veyr Kingdom, maybe all three of them… we have no idea what’s coming.”He stepped back, facial expression softening slightly.“And when that happens, the Lances need you. Not some lovesick idiot.”Hi
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