Selene's lips curved faintly as she settled closer to him.
"Yes… but they've at least given some orientation to the new noble," she said, her tone light yet precise. "And the Dire has already concluded the seal. He passed the required tests, and his rank stands equal to the other Grade C nobles. He earned his place in this academy."
Eran's gaze lingered on her words for a breath longer than usual, the smirk on his face dimmed slightly.
Ragna…
He leaned back against the bedframe, his fingers tapping idly on the sheet as if in rhythm with the thoughts flashing through his mind.
Of course he'd pass. And no one would notice the mask he's wearing. That's just like him.
"How about the parchment from earlier?" he asked, his voice low, carrying an unreadable edge.
Selene glanced at him, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she settled a little straighter.
