Words of Adam's duel caught and spread through the common hall like a summer wildfire. Even around breakfast and lunch the following day, he heard descriptions of Virgo's beauty by fascinated boys, or about her attire by girls who agreed that they should order a few sets of the same style from the best tailors.
They didn't leave his stylish water dance out, nor the punch that smashed through Dorian and Abyrath's tsunami. He heard nothing about his taunts, though. Seemed like Kassel's plan worked.
Louder than the other voices were Astride's students' boasts about witnessing it all. Some traded paintings of Virgo for rare materials in broad daylight. Others swore that a friend of a distant relative knew Adam and that they could trust their big brothers to introduce them.
As if.
