Plotting By Candlelight - Part 3

Lasha smiled a small smile. "He didn't seem angry, really… Excited, more like. He's made me promise to come first in the duelling tournament in the Games as a result. He said if I can't do that, after everything, then he really will punish me."

"That sounds like a challenge," Oliver mused. "Is that out of everyone? There's a few strong people here at the Academy…"

More than a few smiles were to be had at Oliver's ignorance, but by this point, it was expected. An endearing weakness in a Lord that otherwise seemed to know no flaws. A talent that seemed all but impossible. It made him seem just that little bit more human.

"I believe the Lady meant just the Third Year girls, my Lord," Verdant explained. "That is typically how the tournaments in the Games go. Though there is indeed a second round that pits the final three from each year group against each other in a second tournament."