Andria's POV
We got back to Ashwood before the night was far gone.
The school gates creaked open as the guards recognized Sir Kaelric's car. They stepped aside immediately, bowing low, but I could feel their eyes trailing the small procession behind us.
Jackson and Liara.
Sir Kaelric stepped forward to meet the guards, "How did you permit two students to leave the school premises without a school permit. They aren't alpha successors, and there wasn't a royal decree."
"But Sir Kaelric, the she-wolf behind," he said, pointing to Liara, "showed me a badge and a necklace belonging only to the royal family.
She said she was a princess and her father demanded her attention. She showed me a message that she claimed her father wrote to her, so we had no other option than to let the princess go."
"That's so silly, a costly assumption, anyone can forge anything. I'm not saying she isn't the princess, but messages can be forged, documents can."
