"A-ahm, are you a noble?" As I was leading them towards the class for the first year, Emily asked me, coming a little closer. She didn't show it, but she was stealing glances at me for quite some time.
Heh. Even she can't handle my charm.
The rest of the group were looking around the building in awe, mostly because of the lavishness and cleanliness of the building. They were acting like country pumpkins, which, in a sense, they were.
"Why do you think so?" Curiously, I asked instead of replying, knowing how much she dislikes nobles. If I say yes, she will most probably not talk to me anymore.
"Just a hunch," she replied.
"Hmm, I used to be one, but now I am disowned," I replied, and now everyone was looking at me.
"I a-am s-sorry," she replied, albeit a little flustered.
"Don't be." I replied, not bothered by her words.
