Confrontation And The Consequences Of Deceit

Asd just making a run for it, that way he could avoid any sort of awkward situation, but he had so much pride in his bones that running away from his enemy was the last thing he would do. He shook his head and then leaned back on his seat, for one he was no longer a slave, and even though at times he tends to want to put his head down after years of serving others, it was about time he acted like the freedom he had was worth it, and not bend over every time because of the subservience he was so used to.

"You really have balls coming back here beast, not after what you and your people did to Rhea!" Asd raised an eyebrow as the Dean's granddaughter opened her mouth to talk. He looked at the faces of everyone around her, and even those who were not a part of her small group of trouble makers had looks on their face that were accusatory in nature. Asd shook his head and let out a tired sigh, as it is he was incredibly pissed off and not in a good mood, so he had no time to cater to the academy's politics, or the antics of the psychopath granddaughter of the den.

"I don't know where you all get your information from, but you should talk to the person who is responsible for that accident and not me. Wasn't it... umm…. Hells! Please remind what your name was again?" Asd asked the Psycho girl, much to the shock of everyone in the classroom, her jaw was open wide enough for someone to place an egg in it. It looks like the very idea of someone talking back at her had elicited a cacophony of shocked looks and expressions from the rest of the class, but Asd wasn't done there.

"I have no idea what bloody lies you have been feeding all these sheep that are incapable of thinking for themselves, but one thing I would like to very much tell you is that…. I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO RHEA! So watch your back." Asd didn't hang around long enough to see the effects and results of his threats, but he was sure he gave the students quite a few things to think about. However, that depends on if anyone of them are capable of thinking for themselves, right now he had more classes to attend to, and maybe find his courage to finally go see Rhea to see how she was doing and tell her just how much of a colossal fuck up, he's gotten himself into with Professor Chelsea. All in a day's work.

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"My lady what have you done!" a smooth and silky voice whisper yelled within the confines of a very elegant room, attempting to keep said voice down in order to prevent others from hearing.

"You don't have to yell at me Andriel I'm well aware about the severity of the situation." Chelsea replied as she sat down behind a desk, pondering over a large map. The map itself was peculiar as it was constantly moving, showing weather patterns, shipping routes, cities, lands, villages, forests, and even tiny displays of the animals that roamed the land. She could also zoom in and out of the map to get a clearer picture of what she was looking at, 'quite a peculiar map indeed' Chelsea mused to herself as her aid Andriel raised her voice again.

"Are you! Are you really aware! You know what It means for a Were to bond, especially when it's his first time! And then the laws of the coven that has been written iron clad in the blood of our ancestors! Relations with Weres of any sort are forbidden, they are to remain our mortal enemies! Have you forgotten why the vampire race began the invasion and enslavement of the beast-men race, why these monsters have been slaves for a thousand years! My lady what were you thinking! If the elders find out they'll kill him, and then they'll kill you!"

"Andriel!" Chelsea yelled out the pale skinned silver haired vampire, startling her as she tried to calm herself down. At a closer look, hints of Andriel's old race could still be seen. She still had her telltale silver hair of the high elves, and the previously golden, now red tribal markings on her forehead that separated the high elves from the rest of their ilk…. the mantle of royalty, blood of the first elves.

"I'm not so worried about this Andriel. It ties in perfectly with what I want, and honestly speaking it's the best possible thing that could have happened to me. I've needed a good reason to stop being our bloody coven's unfortunate half human princess, to escape the burden of their so called one sides, blinded and traditionalistic duty and live my own bloody life. For 194 years that had been my life, Andriel you of all people know it's been torture, so I'm not so worried about their reactions, now I have a literal fire lit under my ass, which means I need and have to get the fuck out of here." Andriel sighed as she plopped down on the seat in front of Chelsea's desk, a tired sigh escaping from her mouth as she asked.

"So what do we do? The two of us might stand a chance, but I don't think we can take the Werelion with us." Chelsea raised an eyebrow and then started chuckling as if Andriel had said the funniest thing ever.

"Take him where? He's not our problem Andriel. We can only worry about ourselves and having extra baggage will slow us down. Plus, only us two and him knows what has happened, if we leave with him there's definitely bound to be someone who would put two and two together. Plus, the emperor has his eyes on him for some reason I don't understand, so I can't really take him along with me. So I'll leave him here to his fate." Chelsea said as she gestured with her fingers, making the living images on the map rotate itself to give her a different vantage point.

"But…. he's mated and bonded to you…. he'll die. The elders will find him and they'll kill him, what would you tell your- "

"Enough Andriel! You're my aid not his, so worry about my wellbeing and not the wellbeing of some wild animal that doesn't mean anything within the grand scheme of things. In no time at all the world will forget him, he will fade into obscurity and not mean more than the shit under the boots of fucking men! If he has to die for us to live, then let him die. I Don't Give a Shit."