Dalji and Kenzy followed close behind. Dalji suddenly took the lead, going a little faster to clear a path. Her height helped her on such occasions.
Arriving at the infirmary, Izrun was quickly attended to. The girls looked worried while the healer observed Izrun's wounds – Are you wearing your sash? I need you to take off your shirt.
Izrun despaired again. He would be discovered that way. The healer saw his discomfort and looked at the girls who were watching worriedly. Quickly noticing the situation, Huanxue nodded – Let's wait outside.
Kenzy looked back as he left. Outside the room, they sat on a stool. Kenzy and Huanxue started talking about Izrun's situation, while Dalji was thoughtful. She had some suspicions about Ive.
As soon as the three left, the healer looked back at Izrun – Is it better now? No need to be ashamed. I'm just here to help. The combat uniform channels magic to facilitate its blocking. It's going to be hard to handle my healing that way.
Izrun pursed his lips and removed the upper part of his clothing. The healer froze for a moment, her expression blank, not only from the bruises spread across the child's body in front of her but also from the fact that this girl was actually a boy.
A thought suddenly came to her mind. The teachers were talking about an absurd situation that had occurred. They were saying, ' how could Alba allow such a thing? Or if the queen thought this institution was a joke', the presence of this boy in her room finally made her understand the reason for those complaints.
She sighed and asked as she passed her magic carefully over Izrun's body, looking for internal injuries – Who is your tutor?
Izrun was quiet as he felt the healer's magic treating his wounds. Upon hearing her question, he answered lightly – Miss Alba.
The healer nodded slightly, furrowing her brows as she found a wound, picking up some more tissues and herbs – Lie down. It won't hurt, I promise.
So this was the boy who had caused those arguments between the teachers. Alba hid a boy in an institution for girls, but what could they do?
She looked at Izrun more consciously this time, the Guardian's son. It was a great honor for her to treat his wounds, but how was he so severely hurt? Was that training? Wasn't Alba too hard on an eleven-year-old?
She was just a healer. Her only job was healing and recommending some herbs.
– Sit down.
Izrun sat up, and she wrapped a thin band around his body to keep the healing solution in and to keep his clothes from getting dirty. Then, she got up and went to a table in the corner, writing something on paper. While she did that, Izrun got up and put his shirt back on.
– You are released from any classes for today. You must apply this lotion on your body before going to sleep, just like I did just now – She handed him a bottle and a piece of paper, pointing to the paper, she spoke again with a severe expression – Give this to your tutor.
Izrun nodded, looking nervously at the healer, and seeing his look, the woman smiled – I won't tell anyone, don't worry, Ive, okay?
Izrun smiled in relief. She laughed lightly before accompanying him to the door. The girls were still waiting for him outside.
– Ive! Is she alright, madam Zamira? – Kenzy was the first to speak. Huanxue and Dalji also looked at Izrun worriedly.
Zamira, the healer, nodded slightly – She'll be fine. However, it would be best if you returned to your rooms. The break ended a long time ago.
It had been a long time, and they knew how late they were. They were waiting to know if Izrun, or Ive, was okay. Huanxue spoke as she approached Izrun – We were worried. We thought Ive might need help later.
Zamira nodded in understanding, speaking calmly – Well, as you can see, she is in perfect condition.
Kenzy went to Izrun and held her arm, thanking the healer – Thank you! Let's take care of her now.
Zamira watched the girls leave. Just then, she went back to her room.
Kenzy asked as they walked – Are you sure you're okay?
Izrun felt awkward about all this concern, replying lightly – Yes, it's okay.
Dalji saw the paper in his hand and gestured a few times, Izrun had some difficulty at first, but as the Guardian's son, he had access to every language existing in his race. After getting used to it, he quickly understood what Dalji meant by his signs.
Izrun smiled slightly as he answered the girl's question – Oh, it's a certificate, she told me to give it to my Guardian.
Dalji nodded in understanding.
– We'll go with you – Kenzy said, pulling Izrun lightly through the corridors. The group continued going to Alba's room.
As soon as they arrived, Izrun worried that maybe they would also decide to accompany him to his rooms and said – I think you better go back to your rooms. I'm fine.
Kenzy released him. Are you sure? – Izrun nodded.
The girls then said goodbye and left. Kenzy turned back and waved at him while smiling. Kenzy was lively and liked physical contact a lot. When she wasn't clinging to Huanxue, she was clinging to Dalji.
Izrun returned the nod. Standing in front of the door while looking at the girls, he suddenly heard his tutor's familiar voice – Come in.
Turning his gaze to the door he entered, Alba didn't look at him. She felt guilty somehow. When she was younger, her training was like that. She and Ikalles fought that way forever. Izrun was similar to his father, almost identical, making Alba get lost in her memories and act as if she had returned to her childhood. She found her behavior strange. As an adult, she still served immaturely. She asked, still looking at her documents – How are you?
Izrun went to her and handed over the paper – It doesn't hurt anymore.
Alba picked up the paper, recognizing her healer's handwriting. She began to read, sighing as she finished the letter's content – I was too hard on you...
Izrun lowered his head. He wanted to say it wasn't that bad, but, remembering the pain when Alba's magic hit him, he decided to remain silent.
Alba spoke again – Don't come tomorrow morning, train a little in your room, don't make too much effort, I'll pick you up after lunch.
Izrun looked at her – Where are we going?
– As I am your tutor, I cannot leave you alone here, I have something to do in the capital, and you will have to go with me so as not to delay classes.
Izrun got a little excited all of a sudden. He had never seen the capital before.
Alba sent him away, and Izrun returned to his room, remembering that he hadn't eaten anything since earlier.
Thinking of going back to get something in the cafeteria, he found a basket on top of his desk, and when he approached, a sweet and delicious smell struck him. There were several muffins and jars of jam, also what appeared to be a reddish juice.
Strange for a moment, he heard something behind him, and turning startled, he found someone he was already familiar with.
– Miss Aruna – Izrun greeted her.
Aruna had seen the corrido and knew the boy hadn't lunch. Deciding to use that to annoy Alba, she went to her, but as soon as she found her, she was a little stunned. Alba carried a basket that smelled very good. She didn't have time to ask about it because as soon as Alba saw her, she handed her the basket and asked her to leave it there. Catch it, she smiled, speaking as she looked around – So this is where you're sleeping, a little abandoned, I'd say...
Izrun didn't have what to answer. Although he should say something like: 'yes, it is abandoned' or maybe 'it is', thoughtfully, Izrun remained silent. Aruna, receiving no response from the boy, continued – I saw your training with Alba.
Izrun looked at her. Aruna laughed at the boy's surprise, her eyes full of expectations. Well, that training was a complete failure. Still, since he had managed to channel his magic so efficiently, it was apparent that the boy was proud of his advancement. She said – Until it wasn't so bad, you managed to hold several attacks. I know how strong they are. Because, unfortunately, I've suffered the same thing as you suffered today.
Izrun nodded a little shyly. Then, without further ado, Aruna headed towards the door. Seeing her off, Izrun quickly called out to her – Miss Aruna – As soon as she looked at him, Izrun pointed to the basket and asked with some curiosity – Did you bring this, Miss?
Aruna smiled and nodded as she left. Alba never told her to hide it – Alba asked me to bring it.
Upon hearing Aruna's words, Izrun looked at the basket. Then, taking one of the dumplings, he took a bite. It was delicious, he thought, so he took another one as soon as he finished the first one and saved the others for later.
In the palace, the Guardian walked everywhere, looking for someone. Finally, arriving in a corridor, he walked quickly to one of the guards.
– Where is the king? I need to talk to him – Ikalles asked.
The guard saluted him as soon as he saw him, responding respectfully - I'm sorry, Guardian, your majesty is with the queen, and asked not to be disturbed.
Ikalles frowned – I demand to speak with your majesty. How dare you stop me?
The guard looked at him for a moment before quickly looking down at the floor – I'm just following orders, my lord.
Ikalles didn't have time for that and tried to walk past him. Without hesitation, the guard blocked his path, which promptly pissed him off. Ikalles was about to say something when footsteps came from behind him. The guards saluted the man heading towards them, probably also looking for the king. Ikalles recognized him quickly. It wasn't difficult to recognize him. His red hair was quite striking.
Bavellis bowed slightly as he approached – Guardian.
Ikalles nodded, turning his gaze to the guard in front of him – General, instruct your soldier to get out of my way. I have matters to discuss with the king.
The red-haired man looked at the guard before him, smiling – Commander Leah.
Leah nodded to him – The king's orders were that no one should disturb him.
Bavellis nodded slightly and looked at the Guardian, puzzled by his behavior. What could have been so frustrating for this usually silent and expressionless man to suddenly emanate so much anger and despair? It wasn't how the Guardian usually behaved.
Maybe it was something urgent – I take responsibility, let it go.
Leah withdrew from the Guardian, who hurried inside. General Bavellis frowned and followed. He also had some business with the king.