The first few weeks at Bonaparte passed with lightning speed. Natko spent most of his days studying or in the gym. He didn't have time for social activities so he stuck with his class and other students were just passers by in the hallways. Adela and Natko spent a lot of time together, sometimes joined by others from their study group. Natko's hard work in the gym and on training grounds gave results. He didn't use the cane anymore, he gained weight and the forming of the muscles was visible, his gate was becoming strong and masculine. The difference between him and other students were now even more prominent. He was a real king among them.
Milan, on the other hand, was more concerned in getting to know all the female population in the university than his studies. Natko worried he might fail some of his exams. He really liked the boy and wouldn't want to replace him with another one.
Adela and Natko were hanging out in the grand living room when Milan and one more guy approached them. The guy had pale skin, dark hair and light brown eyes, he was much shorter than Milan and little taller than Adela. By his looks and the words he exchanged with Milan, this must be Stefan.
"Zdravo, čujem da si jedan od naših. Stefan." (Hello, I hear you're one of ours. Stefan.) - Stefan gave a hand in handshake.
"Drago mi je. Natko." (Pleasure to meet you. Natko.)
"Boys, don't be rude." - Adela could somewhat understand them but she preferred French to guessing the conversation.
"I apologize, foureyes. We'll behave." - Natko gave her an apologetic smile. Adela rolled her eyes at his choice of words.
"Whatever, moonface."
"Sooo, what will you be doing during winter break?" - Stefan asked.
"Milan and I will stay here, maybe take a trip to the Alps. What about you?"
"Same. The school is organizing a trip to the ski resort for everyone who's staying back. Most of us who are staying behind will join the trip. What about you, Adela?"
"I still haven't decided. There's a lot of work to do. If I fail any of the exams, I'll have to pass them in January or February."
"I'd like to see that. You're in the top 10 of our generation." - Natko teased her.
"But those minions, called professors, live to make our life a misery. They'd love it if we all failed. Never forget, it's us vs them."
"Is she always this dramatic?" - Stefan laughed.
"Yes, but my k... man loves her." - Milan patted Natko's shoulder.
"Nah, he just needs all my notes."
"Yes, I wouldn't pass an exam without them... Well, I have to go, it's time to hit the gym. Anyone coming?" - Natko looked around.
Milan and Adela shook their heads.
"Yeah, I'll come. Haven't been this week, yet."
"Odlično. Možemo i na cugu poslije." (Excellent. We can go for drinks afterwards.) - Natko stood up from his seat.
"Teretana i cuga. Dobra kombinacija. Ajmo." (Gym and drinks. Good combination. Let's go.) - Stefan joined Natko.
"Hmph, men." - Adela turned on her heel and left the room.
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Natko sneaked into his room. It was late and everyone was asleep. The dormitory wasn't locked down for the night. As students were adults, it was their own responsibility to come back at an hour that will allow them to keep their studies on track.
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Fallen Royals
FantasíaDalma's king Noa is a ruthless, troubled man. He spends more time in the dungeon than on his throne. His daughter, princess Petra, has taken an opportunity on her 18th birthday to run away from her sadistic father. Natan, the king of Dugodol, was ab...
