The second-year student supervisor wasn't nearby and Zoemi didn't bother to pinpoint her location as it must have been inside the Academy building amongst the dozens of other people...
"...weren't notified about your arrival."
"I apologize for the rush but his highness personally asked for his second son's presence."
...but what the black-haired boy did pick out quite easily were the voices of one of the teachers talking with an unknown man – who, by the sounds he was making while walking, was armored from head to toe.
"...interesting... and ill-timed..."
Zoemi muttered to himself looking towards the direction the voices were located while Kierul and Surou showed up on the path to the picnic spot.
The scarred attendant was going to enjoy the sight of affection not meant to flourish with his master and the second prince but apparently that little amusement, just like the romance of two cunning characters with their own separate plans for their future, was not meant to be.
