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I nod and lean against him, smiling at my friends who are squealing happily, already discussing what dresses they should wear. I sigh, relieved to know that our wedding will be announced very soon since official invitations have beensent to the disciples' families. Maybe I won't have to hit a girl after all.
What a pity.
CHAPTER 24
Aelys
I wince in pain as my eyes open. My body is sore after the incredible night we spent together. He was so happy to finally know the exact date of our wedding that he insisted on, and I quote, worshipping me all night.
He was incredibly gentle the first time but quickly lost control and then fucked me hard.
Twice.
This guy has so much stamina and wants to fuck me all the time. He also loves seeing how many times he can make me come in one night, whichturns out is a lot.
I glance over at his side of the bed and sigh in disappointment when I notice he's gone.
However, I notice a vase with a beautiful bouquet of pink lilies on the bedside table. My favorite flowers.
A bright smile spreads across my face and I rush to smell them. There's a note next to the vase and I pick it up, my heart skipping a beat when I recognize his now familiar and neathandwriting.
I sigh, disappointed and slightly annoyed that the Dark Mage is forcing him to go on a mission in the middle of the week. Dawson already suspects Arthur and forcing Mattheo to randomly miss classes in the middle of the week will only make things worse.
I place the note on the nightstand and get out of bed to head to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, put on my uniform, put on light makeup and grab my bag that’s already packed since yesterday. I leave the dorm, locking it behind me with my key, before heading to the G building exit to reach the main hall for breakfast.
As I expected, all my friends are already there. The girls are chatting together and the boys seem half asleep. My gaze scans the room and I frown in confusion when I notice that practically everyone is looking at me.
I pay no attention to them and sit down next to Kiara, greeting my friends as I pass before having a cup of tea.
“Where did your shadow go?” Theodore smiled, waving a croissant in front of him.
“He has things to do, he won't be here today. I guess you'll be my shadows for the day.” I wink at them and they laugh. “By the way, do you have any idea why everyone is looking at me?” I raise an questioning eyebrow.
They exchange a glance before Cameron hands me the newspaper. I notice it's the most popular in the magical world: The Spectator. I frown in confusion, but pick it up and read the front page:Mattheo Rigast, successor to the infamous Dark Mage, Darkvis, is to marry the daughter of the influential disciple, Caius Hewloc. What does this mean for the future of the magical world?
My eyes widen. I knew this was going to happen since the official date and invitations were sent to all the disciples yesterday, but I didn't expect to see it in the newspapers the next day. This explains why everyone is looking at me so strangely. I open the newspaper to the page containing the full article and begin to read:
I roll my eyes and put down the newspaper. What a load of bullshit. The sole purpose of our marriage is to give Mattheo an heir so our child can continue his reign. Of course, my father is rich and influential in the magical world, so I assume the Dark Mage receives financial aid from my father for the war as well as help in recruiting new followers, but I'm not sure that's what will help him conquer the magical world.
I jump slightly when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn to see Kiara smiling softly, worry appearing on her pretty face.
“Are you alright?” She asks softly.
“Yes, they don't know what they're talking about. It doesn't matter,” I shrug nonchalantly.
She nods and squeezes my shoulder before returning to her pancakes. She gestures for me to eat, and I roll my eyes as I grab some bacon. She smiles, happy to see me eating. I glance over at the other students only to catch Dawson's gaze, who is openly glaring at me.
His friends also glance in my direction before looking down as if they're afraid of me. I roll my eyes in exasperation and Arthur notices.
He frowns and calls after me. “What is it, little lady?”
“I think O'Connor's little protégé is going to be a problem today,” I nod towards the fairies’ table.
My friends all look at Dawson, but he doesn't blink, his eyes still fixed on me. The girls glare at him while the boys turn to look at me.
“He's never tried, why would he do it now?” Theodorefrowns.
“Mattheo isn't here,” I call back, raising an eyebrow, and he nods slowly, agreeing.
