After a long moment, when they finally reached the domes of the Grade D chambers, Selene turned with her usual graceful authority. At once, every noble straightened.
"Everyone should return to your chambers and take this time to recover over the weekend," she said, her voice measured and firm. "By Monday, lessons will resume."
A ripple of acknowledgment passed through the group, heads dipping slightly before the students began to disperse. Their footsteps carried them along the stone path, the hushed whispers lingering, trailing behind like smoke as they moved toward their quarters.
Miyu lingered for a breath, her gaze fixed on Eran's back as he walked ahead... calm, unhurried, unreadable. For that brief moment, the quiet between them spoke louder than words, a secret only they shared.
Then, one by one, the nobles drifted into their chambers, the murmurs fading into silence, until the corridors lay still again
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