"Our next judge, representing the Royal Prigrian Military Division, a decorated war tactician, and instructor of our very own martial combat department…"
He looked to the center seat where a calm, cold figure sat in black.
"Prince Arthur White."
The crowd froze.
There was a two second silence before shocked murmurs rippled through the entire stadium.
"Wait, Prince Arthur?!"
"What is he doing here?!"
"I thought he chose to only lecture year ones?"
"Shouldn't he be evaluating his own students?!"
"A prince. Is he even allowed to sit as judge?!"
Arthur didn't acknowledge the reactions. He remained still in his seat, legs crossed, gaze steady, fingers linked over one knee, like a man who didn't just expect to be there... but belonged there.
Nnenna's breath caught.
