As the link got disconnected, warrior Blake rolled his eyes dramatically. Why would he report Xavier's misbehavior to him? He smirked. "The prince is simply trying to have fun, why should I ruin that?" He muttered to himself then walked out of his room to get prepared for the early morning training.
As for Elena, she couldn't help but scoff in annoyance the moment she stepped into her room. In fact, she scoffed several times, like a broken record stuck on irritation. Xavier's attitude was unbearable, but what annoyed her most was the fact that she cared about him. Why? Why did she even care about someone who seemed determined to ruin the new life she was trying to build?
Yes, she had admired him from the very first day—the sharp cut of his jaw, the depth in his eyes, and those annoyingly perfect curls that always looked like they were begging her fingers to run through them. He was captivating, like some invisible force constantly tugging her closer.
