Fifth day of the Ember Festival and still no sign of Corvan and Valeriana. Their sudden disappearance was questioned by the people who they worked with. Unfortunately, the Twelve could not offer more explanation aside from the fact that they were 'occupied with a very important, personal business'. Of course, people had their suspicions. Rumors were spreading, and it was beyond the Twelve's power to stop this.
At the Twelve's regular seats, the vacant ones belonged to Tamara, Charles, Zevlin, Genevieve, Raziel, Corvan, Rowe, and Valeriana. As of the moment, more than half of the Twelve were not present. The other two, on the other hand, were down on the arena preparing for their fight.
The activities had once again ended and it was time for the fifth duel. The academy's event was as popular as ever. Many wanted only to watch the fight but decided it would be nice to spend the whole day seeing what they had to offer and ended up participating in all the games.
The Headmaster could not have in any better. He must admit that the idea of the Twelve engaging in duels was a brilliant idea. It was the primary attraction of the entire celebration. The more spectators came, the more they were able to spread the word regarding the soon-to-be-opened branches of Celeste Academy.
"I am strangely excited about this," Elfre said.
"I barely got over the fight the other day," Aneeka sighed.
"I am barely over your fight with Rowe," she replied. "Speaking of him, how is he?"
"He's fine. He refuses to talk," Aneeka replied and her face instantly soured some more. "Congratulations, by the way. I didn't have the time to properly say that, sixth-ranker." She smiled, trying to change the topic.
Elfre returned the smile. "Yes, well . . . I feel bad for Raziel."
"That guy? How's he doing?"
"He's crying himself to sleep."
"Because he lost?"
"No, because I 'wounded his perfect body'," Elfre replied, rolling her eyes. "I think winning or losing hardly matters to him when compared to his 'perfection'. When I visited him, he demanded I find smoothing concoctions or something that prevents scarring."
"He never changes," Aneeka said.
Brindon and Keelan, on the other hand, were quiet in their seats. Keelan was busy shoving sandwich after sandwich into his mouth while Brindon was staring at the distance. Currently, they all had their own world. After Aneeka's last comment, the silence thickened between herself and Elfre.
With only the four of them remaining from the Twelve, it had become incredibly boring. Even so, with Tamara and Charles fighting, the excitement was sure to be skyrocketing when the time arrives!
"Ugh. When is it going to start?" Elfre groaned. "I want to start watching! Hurry it up!"
"What's taking so long?" Aneeka grumbled.
A girl later hurried up the seats of the Twelve, looking panicked. "Excuse me," she muttered, hands aflutter. "We have no one announcing for the fight!"
The remaining members of the Twelve gazed at her for a moment before Elfre spoke.
"Not me," she blurted, turning to look at Aneeka who shook her head adamantly.
Brindon blinked at the girl blankly before turning to look at Keelan, who was still preoccupied with eating. "Him," he simply jerked his finger to the eleventh-ranker.
Hearing the twelfth's words, he nearly jumped and choked. He swallowed heavily. "Me?"
"Please, Lord Keelan," the girl pleaded.
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Orison | Celeste Academy Series BK #3
Fantasy|COMPLETE| |Celeste Academy Series Book 3| As summer slowly comes to an end, the Festival of Ember begins. The Twelve returns to Celeste Academy with more questions as a strange infection spreads across each continent, turning the Guardian Beasts in...
