"King Arthur's story!" another boy whooped, not realising that they now had an audience. Skye however was left surprised, especially since it was nigh impossible to hear about the tale of King Arthur. A thing his grandfather had made sure of stayed hidden in order to cover his tracks, to Skye's annoyance.
"Now let us sit down and listen carefully okay?" the woman added before moving her head down slightly in order to read the book.
"Yes Miss" the children chorused eagerly. Without warning, sounds of excitement soon dwindled as the children immediately settled down in order to listen. Amazing Skye at how the woman could easily control the children and encourage them to be on their best behavior.
Skye meanwhile just as he was about to move paused the moment he heard a soothing voice greet his ears. Feeling it pull him into it's polarity thanks to how captivating the voice was. Curious, he eyed a nearby chair and took a sea
"You did this!"Skye shivered as he sat in the dining hall, hands clenched on his lap under the table. He resisted the urge to move even though it was proving to be difficult thanks to what transpired hours ago."It'sall your fault!" Skye bit his lip as his heart continued to beat heavily in his ears, causing them to become red from being overwhelmed."Are you alright, sir?" Skye almost released a mocking laugh at the irony, unsure on whether or not she was pretending to fake ignorance. Not that he would blame her."Am I alright?" Skye wanted to ask aloud but had no energy to speak, his eyes were growing heavier and more unbearable thanks to how hard he was repressing his tears. Sadly he could feel water staining parts of his eyelids leaving him wishing he was away from prying eyes.Whether she was a look alike or not, if by some di
"Why is a lonely peasant playing in the royal park by herself?!" a small red-haired boy asks coldly as he stared at a small six-year-old girl who was sitting alone in a sandpit.Hearing his question, the small girl quickly turned her head in order to see who was speaking to her.This made her short black hair to rest on her left shoulder as she stopped moving.Her expression remained perplexed, her eyes slightly wide in surprise meanwhile she looked back at the hastily spoken boy who appeared to be around her age, however she soon took notice of the fact the boy was a few centimeters taller than her.The boy seeing her reaction quickly snorts disdainfully at how dumb her expression as he turned his head quickly, signalling that he didn’t truly care to hear her answer.This made the bemused girl tilt her head slowly, causing her neck to be fully exposed.Her hands remained on a red bucket that she had been using to add an extra sandcastle with."But I thought the king had made this park
"Make sure you drink this an hour before going into class, otherwise you will be caught out by the teachers" a girl with bland green eyes said tersely, she stared quietly at a girl who stood near the opposite end of the table with a guarded look on her face.The girl who had spoken was a sixteen-year-old girl with long brown hair that went up to her waist, on her fair skin- her face contained a medium amount of freckles that often resulted in others teasing her due to how unflattering they appeared to be.Along with the fact she would always have her nose in books had caused other students to call her a bookworm.To the girl's dismay however, worst of the insults came from a royal cocky red-haired male teen who had noticeable grey eyes much to her disgust.Just hearing his voice grated on her nerves and the worst part was that they had known the other for years.
Thanking the elderly woman at the counter who handed her a cup of juice, the woman's eyes showed some warmth which made the brown-haired girl feel relief.Knowing that there was some good in the school, even if it was hard to find it thanks to those who would gladly snuff it out.Now turning to find a place to sit, Anberine immediately felt her stomach leap up to her throat as she suddenly tripped and fell straight on to the floor.This to her sorrow resulted in laughter from the ones who saw her fall, her ears immediately became red while throbbing uncomfortably due to how hot they became.Food and juice now covered her semi shaking body after hitting the floor.Even though she was in pain she tried not to whimper even though her hands and knees were screaming from the impact as she tried to get up.Her hands that held the tray releas
Both teens who entered the kitchen had sickly pale white skin, however what set the pair apart was that the male had black hair and green eyes.Whilst the other was a girl with greenish-black hair and green eyes that looked like venom.As Marcus suspected to his chagrin, the delinquent transfers would now be here to eat given that they would love to cause some trouble wherever they went.Not that Marcus could blame them since they were openly hated and scorned just for being who they were.Despite being Dark Dwellers Marcus did have some appreciation for them.Even if they did pester Anberine for things that were at times deemed inappropriate.On the other hand, they often did talk to her and saw her as one of their own hence they were slightly more open to the pair than others would dare to try.Since
"I wouldn't need to judge you, that is, if you actually bothered to hit the books like the rest of us" Gawain said with bland eyes, hearing this caused her to grit her teeth in displeasure at how hypocritical he was being."And you haven't been bothering her with potions?" Helga challenged but he remained emotionless."Unlike you I was comparing my notes, I had done the homework I just wanted to make sure I was doing it properly otherwise we would have to repeat the year. Something I'm sure you'd be on guard for" Gawain said as they watched her face flush from the comment."I-ugh-fine I'll hit the books! Just this time I really need your help Anberine, once you have the time" Helga said now looking away wearily, blinking after her eyes recovered from the unwanted situation Anberine stared at them."It's fine, not like it won't benefit me anyways" Anberine replied in a monotone voice that had Helga sm
“This is so exciting! Potions class, I wonder what we’ll make today?” Merlia asked with a peppy smile before winking at a distressed noble who was jumping from one foot to the other as the toilet was being occupied.Now staring at her he froze and panicked before rushing to find the nearest toilet thanks to the minor slip of concentration.Seeing this Morgana chuckled faintly while Merlia giggled daintily as walked in step with Anberine.“I think we have a lesson on love potions today” Anberine commented as they approached the classroom to see a tall man with blue and yellow robes, his hair showed signs of turning white but still remained black signalling that he was in his mid-fifties.“Good afternoon Mr. Jilbari” Merlia greeted causing the man to raise a brow as he stopped the chalk he had writing on the board with his magic.“Sti
“That was scary” Helga whined softly as she wiped her forehead when they left the class.Now mentally happy to be away from their Potion’s Teacher who gave them occasional stern warning about misuse of potions and spells.So far she stayed with the group since they had nothing left to do for the day.Eventually however everyone arrived at Merlia’s room which consists of blue walls, on the walls and ceiling they contained light green markings that glowed softly in the dark.Near the bed was a single wall shelf that had some books while some dresses that were half made were littered on the table by a sewing machine.Moving a stray sleeve from the chair Helga took a seat while Merlia happily resumed her sewing, Mordred meanwhile activated a statue on the ledge of their window with his magic.Soon a grey owl made of stone was formed and began to take fl