Truth or trials (II)

"Ah," Tristan's voice rang out, breaking the suspense. All eyes followed his gaze to the person he was looking at. "It seems we have our first 'truth' or 'trial'."

Evelyn blinked, her gaze flickering between the bottle that pointed at her and the collective gaze of everyone in the room. She looked at Tristan and found him regarding her with a casual air, which was unexpected. His relaxed demeanor was a far cry from the domineering, distant master she had always known him to be.

Her heart pounded as she stood up, a ball of nerves. She glanced at Luna for support, but her friend was just as surprised as she was. The twins were shooting her a sharp glare, as if warning her to tread carefully.

She felt the weight of every pair of eyes in the room. She had to tread carefully; one wrong step could change her position in the academy drastically