III

The rumors of a new girl entering the Academy and had a close relationship with Clemence Vasiliev who was one of the school's heart throb has spreadout like wildfire.

"They said she was really beautiful"

"She probably isn't that beautiful"

"She dared hug Clemence in front of the school she's wishing for a death sentence!"

"Well?" a girl asked the other girl beside her.

"As the school's muse and most beautiful girl in the Royal Academy I won't be easily replaced" the girl responded with a calm yet imposing demeanour.

Nicolette Salvador the school's muse girls envy her and boys praises her. Intelligent, talented and beautiful. She came from a wealthy family in Dione, one of the eight sectors, she was born noble and also destined to die noble. It was said that her beauty was peerless compared to any girls and she had also rejected countless of love confessions.

-At the student council office-

"What do you think?" Damien spoke with a nonchalant smile. Damien Quintavious one if the school's heart throb, he was very indifferent toward the happenings around him especially gossips and rumors, he rarely gets interested in things. Damien spend most of his time playing piano, every time he plays piano he would feel like it was the only time that he could feel tranquil and be himself.

Even though he was indifferent and carefree no one would dare mess with him, his father was in command for the whole ZITA in all 8 sectors, it's an agency that was established by the royal family to monitor each sector promoting peace and security.

The one he was talking to was non other than Prince Illycht, the crown prince of the

Zafeíri Kingdom. Prince Illycht Zaffir, the most respected figure in the whole Academy because of his background bearing the Royal family's bloodline. He was also the previous and current president in the student council, intelligent, handsome, a very good leader and praised by many.

[Prince Illycht (illycht) (eeh-lych)]

"That new girl....will be no different from the rest of the girls here" he spoke coldly.

"Hmmm~ then what about your dear Vivian?" Damien responded teasingly, again with his nonchalant smile.

Prince Illycht gave Damien a glare but he seemed unaffected he immediately got bored and left, when Damien exited the door he was shocked to see Vivian carrying a lunch box tied with a piece of pink cloth.

Vivian Blanchard, 2nd year student, same grade as Prince Illycht and Damien. She came from an orphanage, no parents and no family background. She was accepted as a scholar in the Royal Academy. Vivian worked as a waitress in the love cafe near the school, before she was the target of bullying in the school especially girls but ever since Prince Illycht would came to her defense no one dares to bully her again. But Vivian would still receive numerous envious gazes and dirty looks from others.

"He's inside and in bad mood, I'm off!!" Damien ran off to his next class. Vivian gave a small giggle before entering the student council office.

-Lunch-

Ever since Cadenza entered the Academy she has been attracting many attention towards her. The school cafeteria was full of elegance and fanciness, there were butlers and maids attending to their needs.

When Cadenza entered immediately all eyes were on her. She scanned the whole cafeteria searching for Clemence but it seems like her cousin is still not here. She went into an empty table and dined alone, she was seated beside the window when the light landed on her figure she gave off an image of a living doll. Crafted from the finest materials and flawlessly made.

Extremely stunning everyone looked at her as if was drunk with her beauty. Even the girls couldn't resist her charm.

'Extremely stupid' Cadenza thought, didn't they even thought that it would be weird for someone to eat while being stared at. But on the outside she still gave them a charming smile. Cadenza was served with a fine beef steak, she didn't even like it a bit. She was an extremely picky eater and even their chefs at home should be skilled enough to make her satisfied with her food. The chefs in this school were all five star hotel chefs but to her they were all nothing but terrible cook.

Upon hearing that the new girl was in the cafeteria drawing everyone's attention, Nicolette and her minions immediately went there.

Everyone seemed to be hyped to see Nicolette, the school's muse entering with her friends. Everyone knew she was prideful and have gotten rid of any girl that has the potential of stealing her title away. Hearing footsteps coming towards her Cadenza's instincts knew it was trouble. But for her it would be interesting.

"You're the new girl?" Nicolette spoke with a hidden malice while her minions surrounded Cadenza as if they were interested in her but everyone knows Nicolette was up to no good.

Looking at everyone's expression Cadenza knew this annoying woman held a position in the Academy, feared and powerful. And it seems like anyone that messes with her ended up miserable. They wanted to play a game with her but unfortunately the winner has already been decided before it even started.

She looked at Nicolette with a shocked expression "Big sister (not really a biological sister) you look really beautiful" she gave a cheeky smile and sparkling eyes looking like a naive and innocent little girl.

Cute!!!!

"!!!!" Nicolette was caught off guard, did she just complimented her? But her compliment really made her flustered.

"I'm Cadenza and I'm new here, would pretty sister mind showing me around the campus?~" Cadenza intimately hugged Nicolette's arm, making an irresistibly cute face. The people around felt like being stabbed by thousand of knives, who would have such a heart to say no? It was like each word that comes out of her mouth was drenched with honey, extremely sweet making you crave for more. How they wished that they could just push Nicolette aside and accompany Cadenza instead.

"You sweet talker just call me Nicolette" Nicolette couldn't resist but pinch Cadenza's cheeks as if she was like a child and dragging Cadenza around the academy as if she was a child carrying her doll.