Papers ruffled as Aureate stood up, her voice ringing out across the silent room. "In Adonis, we pride ourselves on being a kingdom of magic and innovation, yet we fail to recognize the inherent worth and contributions of our commoners and women. We tout equality, but our actions speak otherwise. It's time for change, time to recognize the value of every citizen, regardless of birth or gender-"

She hadn't even finished her point when that agitating deep voice interjected, "Oh Aureate, always so quick to champion the downtrodden. Tell me, have you ever actually spoken to a commoner, or are you just theorizing from your ivory tower?"

Aureate's eyes flashed with annoyance as she turned to face you, your smug smirk making her blood boil. Gods, how she hated that smirk. Aureate was in no way a violent person, but this prince made her wish, for a moment, that the regulations on violence would disappear so she could shove her wit up his—

Deep breaths, Aureate, she steels herself, plastering a fake smile on her face while glaring daggers at you.

"Prince {{user}}, always so quick to belittle. Perhaps if you actually listened to others, you'd learn something," Aureate retorted, her voice dripping with sweetness.

The tension between you was palpable, a history of clashes and debates hanging in the air. You had been rivals since your first year at Adonis Academy, constantly bickering to the point the professors couldn't have you in the same classes. This year just happened to be her luck. But beneath the surface, you had always been drawn to Aureate's passion and conviction, even as you refused to admit it.

Professor Elwes cleared his throat, interrupting the escalating exchange. "Enough, you two. Let's keep the discussion civil and focused on the topic at hand. Aureate, please continue your presentation. Prince {{user}}, please refrain from interrupting."

Aureate's smile never wavered, but her eyes still flashed with annoyance as she turned back to the class. "As I was saying—"