Tyrespiel's POV

When we exited the carriage, Kaspian took my wrist and dashed to where his friends are with an excited smile on his handsome face ( he got that from me😎 ). Students took glances of us in surprise probably thinking onto why I suddenly attended morning classes.

Just felt like it beaches. Fuck, I'm so hot..

I looked at the other three male leads─ Liam, Ruffian and Mael. Liam have bright blue hair and lively dark green eyes that created an elfen beauty,

Ruffian have wild curly silver bedhair and grey eyes making him look adorable but carefree and,

Mael have golden shoulder length hair tied in a low bun and black eyes outlined in pale gold.

"Lores, Kaspian!! It's nice seeing you guys early today!"

Liam greet us as he walk towards my direction and before I knew it he pounced on me, good thing, this body is still sharp in nature so I managed to dodge it making the young teen pounce on empty air.

He look at me with determination and once again tried to snatch my blindfold along with Ruffian joining him but I simply dodge them without sweating. I gave a taunting grin upon seeing their dejected faces and slouch backs.

"Lores!!! Just let us see your face!!"

Liam and Ruffian protested in frustration as the other two only laughed at their determination to remove my blindfold. I give both of them a mocking grin while smoothing my uniform, they only sent back a sheepish grin.

"Its 'Brother Lores' to you. And if you get high a percentage in the Academic Exam and be chosen in the upcoming Rivalry maybe I wil consider...."

I hum softly watching them contemplate, their faces turning complex, stiff, relaxed then determination.

'We will ace all of it!! ' they said in their minds.

[ end of POV ]

With this mindset their previous scores are about to change drastically- influenced by their inspiration and ignition of motivation. Lores stroke the handle of his bag before turning around being followed by the four still in their own imaginations.

Especially Kaspian as he has yet to see Lores's face ever since he was a kid, not even portraits of his bare face were hang since they were hidden by their parents. For whatever reason he used this cover, he worries that it might trigger a bad past event.

"Are you sure?" , Kaspian asks his brother whilst speed-walking beside him as they went to the direction of their building ( infront of the open field ).

"Yes, so sure! But if you fail, heh, Give me 50 theories of magic and its structure and the mathematical function, and the goal of Aslan's Book 'The hundredth war of Ewa'."

He spoke without caring about the four's faces morphing into horror, terrified of this male's way of punishing them. Now, they do really have to win no matter what, they won't fail!

"This is your room. Study properly, kids."

Lores wave goodbye before whistling his way to his room whilst swinging his bag back and forth. He can't wait to see if they will still win after all, his presence alone broke the original story line already.

He stop at a small pond feeding the fishes swimming towards him for more food and after than he crosses the bridge unaware of two pairs of red eyes─ one pair expressing hatred while the other is anxious.

Three days from now, the A. E or Academic Examination will start with seventy questions per subject and the students will rest for one week after the exams to prepare for the upcoming Rivalry.

Rivalry is one of the academy's traditional games, they use this means to attract and give chance to the talents around the continent. This Competition also serve as an entrance without paying enrollment fee which gives low earning family send their children to the academy exam with hope.

Lores climbed the stairs leading to the third floor of the Elite Building ( he is a part of the special students or Elites ). Entering his classroom while gasping for air. He sat on his chair with difficulty, he felt an intense stare at the side of his head.

Damn you fucking stairs..

"Shan."

"You─ You are attending morning lessons....shit, did your mother dragged you again!? OR-OR DID YOUR BED FELL OUT OF FAVOR NOW!?????!"

Yes, this idiot right here is his bestfriend. This male is like a leech, never giving up on leeching to someone until they give in.

Shane Kry Morjin, an extrovert, simple-minded idiot and has a crazy sense of humor and believes that as long as he is not below 70%, then he passed but truthfully ever since pre-school, all he got was 70 to 75%. An 80 is already a miracle for his father.

He was 10 when he met Shane then. His father brought him along to the Duke's mansion to discuss about an important matter with Shan's father. When Lores first met him, he can describe him as a wild-crazy kid who does not act like a noble kid. Shane even taught him how to climb trees and catch insects which no nobility would do.

As an introvert, having a wild, loud and carefree friend is a blessing for him. Someone who will be there when you needed them, someone who can support you emotionally and cheer you up.

And they're also quiet alike.

"Oh shut up, I just want a new change because repetive routine is not my forte.."

Their professor soon entered their classroom─ a woman in her mid 30's who teaches history. Shan and Lores listened attentively, writing down notes and asking questions to clarify.

They both like history, they enjoy the thrill of the past events and admired heroes who had served this Kingdom.

When the fourth period ended, students rushed out of their classrooms to spend their free time either challenging others or talking about trivias and theories. As they walk down the stairs, yells of encouragement mixed with insults were heard infront the building.

The Elite building is seperated from the main building. The ordinary building has three departments; academic department, magic department, companion department and students attending these departments were called Department students.

As for the Elite Building, the students are separated by magic aura ( the strongest are at the top floor and vice versa ). They are the academy's pride, the elite students.

Lores and Shane studies in this building. Elites learn advanced lessons and the Dark sides of society meaning that even bad reputations of past and present Royal bloods or nobles or the cruel side of the society, the violence to lower classes are taught.

Those who graduates from this Elite program either became advisors, ministers, scholar, authors or royal aids or even warriors.

The two males squeezed in the crowd circling two males; one with the Royal Family's eye color╴red and a canon fodder person.

The royalty bloodline are known for their eye-catching scarlet colored eyes. Pure bloods and half bloods have them, they are known to have natural physical and mental magic.

A famous linguist author even wrote a poem about them:

'Bloody eyes looking straight
Morning lights striking them
Eyes set aflame

Gold is what beneath
Snow on their feet
Colorful aurora in defeat
Yet they are very neat

The rulers for a change
The rulers which aren't ashamed

Changing the next queen

They are smart yet not arrogant
They are wise yet some aren't nice
They are born from the queen yet born to rule as a king.'

"He must be a prince.." , Shan said earning a incredilous look from Lores which he became irritated at, although the male is wearing blindfold─ with his gestures you'll know what he's already thinking even without him voicing it.

"I know, I don't get involve with royalties and noble policies but I am still a noble and the Duke hired lots of tutors to teach me!"

"Whatever you say, hmm?"

The red eyed prince looked malnurished compared to the male beating him. With bright hair color he should be able to defend himself or even attack his offender but he simply received all the beatings he got.

This is normal inside the Academy as the principal encourages students to get strong and to learn from their opponents. He supports this kind of system.

Fights like this can only be triggered with the Council's permission. As long as the other party doesn't reject the challengers then the council will give their permission without hesitation.

If ever the fight will get out of hand, Fighting monitors near it will raise a sound piercing whistle.

"What is he even doing here in the Elite Area...?"

'Its obvious he's here for his brother, idiot.' , he said in his mind whilst looking at his friend.

"I know what you're thinking!! I am not stupid!"

'Should I tell him?'

"His brother is Izekiel Tseun Rafael..."

Silenced by the sentence, Shane can only gulp in shame avoiding Lores taunting smirk and looking back at the two males to keep track of their one-sided fight preparing to interfere if things get out of hand

"Heh, stupid."

Lores mutter before taking his eyes off his friend obviously denying his idiocy.

"What are ya' doing in the Elite Area boy!? Whether a prince or not you are not allowed here..!"

The prince cower slightly after the purple haired Man released his birth companion━ a purple scaled dragon big as an anaconda and will grow more if properly nourish.

"I-i j-just wan-" , before the prince can say anything he was thrown back by a very powerful force. An invulnerability ranker. The black haired male snickered at him seeing him crouching on the ground spitting mouthful of blood.

"Your brother humiliated me! Half of the Elites are humiliated by him! We didn't even do anything wrong! Whats wrong with your brother!? Has he lost a screw that's why his head was so polluted!? Even the ugly one won't treat us like that! Even if he is a crosseart and their family can overthrow the world they don't disrespect or look down on us nobles!!!..."

'Wow... He just insulted me, didn't he?' , Lores thought.

The man angrily shouted making the other students nod their heads in agreement. Shane and Lores prepared to intervene, readying their whistles.

The purple haired boy beat the helpless prince to a pulp. The prince knew his brother's actions thats why he can only receive those hits knowing full well what his brother had done to other students.

He wished that he wasn't born with Royal blood. He just wants to live happily with his brother without worrying that their next meal are poisoned.

Not far from here, his eldest brother was in the Principal's office being punished for the things he had brought upon himself, humiliating nobles and beating them into a pulp etc.He clenched his fist worrying about his younger brother.

"I hope he doesn't trouble others whilst looking for me.", Izekiel sighed. How he wished that his brother would bump into the eldest child of the Crosseart..

"You're the only one I can trust in this academy."

The young prince was kicked on the stomach and the male was about to use his companion again when a piercing whistle was heard in the crowd.

Two males walking through the parting sea of students. Lores and Shane held their whistles near their lips if ever a second warning needs to be release.

The noble sighed seeing the beat pulp prince, he said that he will take full responsibility and apologize for going too far and the other students did too.

"Let's stop here, the prince cannot fight,he lost."

Lores crouched down to pick up the passed out prince in bridal-style debating whether to heal his wounds here or just take him to the infirmary to privately attend to him, I glance at shan who gave him a subtle nod.

He run to the empty infirmary and laid the unconscious prince on the bed, checking his condition; he had bruises on his face and knee wound that started to bleed, signs of fatigue, open wounds on his arms etc.

With healing potions and equipmemts from his inner dimension, he finished healing the sleeping prince and strode out of there after with a small smile on his face. But not before giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"You're a brave little prince.."

❝ poets, they rule the artistic and imaginative illusion of reality and turn them into poems.