"..."
"..."
Curtis could've sworn the light flickered inside what had to be the most awkward room on the capital planet today.
It didn't matter if the flicker was a mere figment of his imagination, but with how long he had been staring at the same fixture, he was probably bound to start seeing his great ancestors waving at him from the other side.
Honestly, that would have been preferable.
Anything was better than looking to the side. Or worse, straight ahead.
Because straight ahead meant meeting the eyes of a group of cadets who were staring at him with a fervor that felt wildly inappropriate for the situation.
Blink.
Blink.
It was so silent and so painfully awkward that Curtis could practically hear it every time Young Lord Luca Kyros blinked.
Unable to take it anymore, Curtis finally opened his mouth.
"Your Highness—"
"Your Highness—"
He froze.
To his left, Eden had spoken at the exact same time.
A collective gasp rippled across the room.
