Loud shouts and rumblings came from the large crowd that had gathered around the second most grand building in all of the supernatural world The Academy Of Mystical Arts, parents hugged their children goodbye, giggling children ran around with their friends, parents met up with their old friends, so many people gathered in one place and yet the sea of people immediately parted as my father's sleek black axon pulled in front of the school, I sat up straiter in my seat this was it, I set my face to the trained impassive one I'd learned so many years ago "emotion equals weakness" my fathers voice still clear in my head. my father's private chauffeur Kaan opens the passenger door for me I step out of the car, the crowd of people had formed a kind of circle around the car questions were aimed at me, left and right and bright flashes of white illuminated my vision "does your father happen to be here today!" "what do you plan on doing when you get into the school?" "Will you follow in your father's footsteps and go for the crown?" instead of answering them I preceded ignoring their questions though those last two had caught me off guard because I still didn't know the answer to them. "You ok?" Kaan asked as he led me through the crowd, I had learned to grow used to this kind of attention I mean how do you not grow used to something you'd been getting your entire life it's not like I can blame them it's not every day you get to meet the high kings daughter. we both knew the answer to the question "I will be".
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