Her expression pinched, subtle, but definitely there.
A faint frown of disgust.
Great, Elion. Wonderful. Terrifying a vampire girl. Excellent plan. Brilliant move.
Internally, he was screaming at himself, replaying his snarky greeting like a bad joke he couldn't pause.
Of course, he spotted the crossed swords emblem on the shoulder of her uniform instantly.
Disciplinary committee. No other reason why a second year would be on this floor.
Her face slid back into its unreadable, porcelain blankness a second later.
"You handled that well for a first year," she said coolly, stepping in front of him.
Her tone flipped instantly into a flat and official demeanour.
"However, fighting on the academy grounds is not allowed. More so since I witnessed the entire thing."
The courtyard erupted into frantic murmurs.
"He was attacked first!"
"It was six on one—!"
"William even used a spell!"
Celeste paid absolutely no attention.
Not even a twitch of her eyebrow.
"Names."
