[: Daniel's POV :]
It was now, lunch time.
A day like any other.
A week already passed since my enrollment, and most routines had settled into something almost normal.
With morning classes, theory-heavy lectures, Fendrick's sarcastic quips, Silvia's quiet elegance… and my attempt to live like a regular student.
But today, something felt different.
There was noise.
More than usual.
The cafeteria wasn't just filled with hungry students, there was a wave of excited murmurs, chairs scraping, people standing on tiptoe trying to see over each other.
It was a commotion as though a celebrity had passed by.
I frowned slightly and nudged Fendrick, who was busy stabbing his steak like it had personally offended him.
"What's going on?"
He didn't even look up, just rolled his eyes hard enough I could feel it.
"Oh, that." He jabbed his fork toward the crowd.
"It's the Saintess, the Holy Priestess or whatever she's called"
