Azpen's voice was soft and Elowyn was confused.“You alright? Heard something.”She took a deep breath, then another. The scent should be fading... right?She rose and opened the door a crack. Azpen stood there, arms crossed, but his face unreadable.Elowyn was trying to sound tough.“Dropped my brush. Sorry.”Azpen clearly wasn't buying it.“Baron says you’re the scent but now, you're a storm."“Then don’t stand so close.” Elowyn replied quietly.There was a pause.Then, Azpen gave a faint smirk, paused and stepped back.“Try not to shake the entire building next time.”She shut the door softly.Behind it, her knees buckled, and she pressed her forehead to the floor, whispering to herself.“Just a little longer... just a little longer.... Holy Moon, I'm safe.”★★★★★★He stood still.The corridor was dim, the air thick, and something... shifted.Not a sound.Not a movement.Just—scent.At first, it was barely noticeable. But Azpen wasn’t like the other cadets. His nose had been train
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