Chapter 8

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After that festivity, I went down off the stage to the dance floor where I gracefully dodged people's attempts at talking to me.

I have to wait to restore my mana. That was the most exhausting experience ven when I was practising.
I went to the food table and started eating as much as I could before fleeing to the gardens.

I then sat on a bench overlooking the town and the stars before going to sleep undisturbed.

However, I wish it was that easy.

I heard the wind gently rolling itself, when I opened my eyes. I saw a red head looking at me with dull red eyes and an annoyed face. I look back at him with a blank expression an yawn.

"What is it you ask for?" I ask with a tired voice,

He looks at me and clicks his tongue, before saying.

"What I ask for, is for you to be my friend," he said, with a light blush.

"Oh, your that red head I had to feed when I was a few months old!"

He then, blushes even more before repeating his question quietly.

"What is your name?" I say

"V-Vin... Aste" He hides his face in embarrassment.

"Why would Sir Vin Aste require a low life dualist Scholar like myself?" I say with a brow raised.
"Um-m I think y-your a nice per-son..."



I then begrudgingly agree and he grabs my hand and leads me to a table.

When I get a better look at him I see he has light brown wolf ears and a tail, with a black suit and pants on.

He's a Beastkin

When I get to the table, I see three other people. A boy with brown hair, tanned skin with bright green eyes and lean muscle. A boy with blonde hair and red glowing eyes with fair skin. Then, lastly is a girl with with curled auburn hair and tan skin with warm orange eyes.

They look at me and I look back at them.

Then they start introducing themselves..

"Isabella Nightfall" the girl says,
"Aste Ersa," The brunette says, then lastly,
"Prince Mavus Calore," The blonde says.

I look at him and then see his true character, he is currently placing a persona to lure me in and see my secrets and use me as a pawn. He would be a good ruler, if he actually new what a throne was for and not to use people to rule instead.

He is an oppressor.

"Can I go now, this blondey is just going to use me as a pawn, he has probably lured everyone in with friendship or what there heart desires. I am not going to deal with this."

I look at him and smirk, he looks back and destroys his facade with a smirk of his own.

So I ignore them all and go to the table that has cakes on and get a strawberry tart before leaving to go to my room.

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