Another Life, Another Me

54. Light Steps

After the red-haired boy, Wolfe, fell asleep after our sparring match, it was proven impossible to wake him up again.

He slept through the rest of the class until the bell rang and it was time for us to retreat to our dorms.

Before heading back, Ace and I stopped by a nearby restaurant.

The food, without a doubt, was absolutely delicious.

It was no wonder that Greenwood Academy was the only top-notch school suitable for nobility and royalty.

When my plates were completely cleared of food, I slouched in my chair and have a small sigh of relaxation.

"I can't tell whether going to school has been good or not. I mean...our classes are terrible...and I've done nothing other than getting in trouble. But...the food is just godly," I murmured as drooled for another dish.

Ace didn't say anything as he watched me with a soft smile on his face.

"...What is it?" I asked him, confused why he wasn't saying anything.

"...You always look the happiest when you are eating a meal, Cordelia," Ace responded after a moment of silence.

"Hmm...I don't think I look that different when I eat..." I muttered with confusion.

"Trust me, Cordelia. I've never seen you more happy than when you are eating," Ace said with a laugh.

Hmm...

Something must be wrong with me.

I wonder why lately I feel as if though my heart is fluttering whenever Ace laughs.

Was I sick?

Maybe I was cursed...

I should probably go to my doctor to get a check-up.

"Are you okay, Cordelia? You look a little unwell," Ace murmured as his expression slowly changed into that of worry.

"Nah, I'm fine. I just think I'm becoming sick from all of the rain," I replied with an awkward smile.

"Then, let's head back as soon as possible so that you can get some rest," Ace said as he stood up sharply from his seat and held his hand out to help me stand up from my own seat.

"Hmm? No, we can't leave yet...You didn't even finish your food. Won't you be hungry later?" I asked him as I looked up at him in surprise.

"...Oh...I'll be fine. I'm not that hungry anymore anyway. So, let's hurry back before your health gets worse, okay?" Ace asked me once more.

I struggled to tell whether he was being honest or not.

After a brief pause, I sighed to myself.

It would be inconsiderate of me to brush off his kindness, so I accepted.

He supported me as I stood and we began to slowly walk back to our dorm rooms with our own umbrellas over our heads.

With a side glance, I looked upwards at Ace's emerald green eyes.

His eyes were the mark of a king...a royal one who led nations under the will of the gods.

The natural assumption of a regular person was that Ace was one of the few chosen ones.

Even now...I think to myself that it wouldn't be weird at all if Ace were actually a royal in disguise.

Actually, it felt even more wrong to say that he wasn't a royal based on appearances alone.