It was time for palace school. Things at your estate had gotten intense and you were late, so you had to hurry. By the time you finally make it to the grounds, you are just barely on time. You drop yourself down on the lawn, trying to calm your racing heart and steady your hands.

Cardan is watching you from a few feet away. "You're late," he mutters with an infuriating smirk, loud enough for the whole class to hear.