-THIRD PERSON-
Alex sighed for the one-hundredth time as the three of Prince Arthur's confidants are now walking towards the first row of Gilead Academy's school gymnasium. He kept wondering to himself what the heck is he even doing here in the first place.
Then the captain shifted his gaze towards the culprit behind his appearance here, taking his time to shoot some dagger looks in which Lucas, on the other hand, tried to ignore by humming some happy tune to himself.
'I am really dead to this man later on." Lucas thought to himself as he sneaks glances with the captain of the magic army.
"Isn't this quite nostalgic to the feeling?" Lancelot made a remark to somehow interrupt this awkward and icy silence between the three of them.
"Yes." Lucas immediately replied. "Yes, it is."
