I regarded Elandris with a calm expression, letting the weight of the revelation sink in. The layers of deceit, the hidden identity, it was a perfect display of careful planning—something I could appreciate. She had concealed herself from even the sharpest minds within the Magic Tower University, but now, here we stood, stripped of pretenses. The half-elf chancellor and the professor who had figured out her secret.
"Honestly," I began, breaking the silence, "it's fine. I'm actually quite intrigued by your methods, Chancellor. In fact, it's perfect."
Elandris's eyes flickered with a mix of curiosity and wariness. She wasn't used to being caught off guard, but she quickly composed herself, her smile never fading.
"Perfect?" she asked, her voice light but laced with a hint of caution.
