Down in the front row, Seraphina slowly turned her head back to face the podium.
She blinked, thoroughly bewildered by the interaction.
'Did that edgy, anime-protagonist kid just blush at me and hide his face in his desk?' Seraphina thought, a highly amused smirk tugging at the corner of her lips, completely forgetting about the dessert heist.
She didn't know who he was.
She didn't know he was a walking magical nuclear bomb. She didn't know he was sent by Roan to protect her.
All she knew was that the Imperial Academy, which she had fully expected to be a boring, stuffy prison of aristocratic rules, suddenly seemed a whole lot more entertaining.
'Well,' Seraphina mused, resting her chin on her hands, her pitch-black eyes dancing with mischievous anticipation. 'It looks like I have a new target. The Hedgehog is safe at home, the D.S.S. is operational, and I just found a very shiny, very easily embarrassed new toy to play with.'
