"Our deepest apologies, Lord Westley. I'll see to it that the curriculum is revised as soon as possible."
Jamie turned his gaze to the Dean, his eyes sharp as he spoke.
"As soon as possible? How about you start doing that right this instant?
If this is what's taught in higher classes, I shudder to think of the nonsense being fed to the lower levels."
The Dean, still bowing, nodded vigorously.
"Understood, my lord. My apologies—many apologies, Lord Westley. I shall make sure it begins immediately."
Hearing the Dean mention 'Lord Westley', the gathered students and faculty exchanged silent, astonished glances.
The title alone explained everything—their mystery critic was no less than a scion of the Westley family, the ruling Werewolf Clan on Estea.
And if that wasn't enough, the Dean's complete submission proved his authority went beyond the academy—and the Race Kings of the Lorelith Clan in charge of it.
