"Are you still sure you don't want to move out of the way?" I asked again to whoever that professor was.
"Hit me if you dare. You'll be the one in trouble, not me."
I just shrugged. I wasn't scared of anyone inside the Royal Academy, and no one would be able to do anything against me. I had said it time and time again, and no one had managed to prove me wrong until now—and it wouldn't change anytime soon.
Just as I was about to punch him square between the eyes, Alexandra's voice rang out before me. It seemed the professor hadn't lied; she had really found out about the situation.
"Caedrel, what are you doing?" Alexandra asked in a low tone, clearly mad.
"What are you talking about? I'm guiding my students to the Snowy Mountains. I told you earlier, didn't I?"
"And do you remember what I asked of you?"
I shrugged again. "Not really. Can you remind me?"
