The academy awoke beneath a sky veiled by thick silver clouds. The usual rhythm of Noctis Academy had vanished. Instead of discussing examinations or upcoming combat trials, every conversation revolved around the same three names, Virelle Ashthorne, Theron Blackmoor and Kaeldryn Voss. Students whispered in corridors, crowded around dining tables, and lingered outside classrooms, each version of the story becoming more unbelievable than the last. “They say Theron’s wolf bowed to her.”“No, it attacked him because of her.”“My cousin swears the vampire prince has been living in the Blood Library.”“I heard both heirs are hiding something.” Virelle kept her eyes fixed ahead as she crossed the Grand Hall with Soreya
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