The other students

Ikalles just nodded. Walking towards Rairin, he placed his hand on her shoulder, releasing his aura. With that, Rairin's expression became calm and also a little lost. How cruel is the range of a guardian's powers? However, it does not forget the problem that is solved.

Looking at her husband, the queen nodded to Ikalles – I'll take over from here. You can go.

Ikalles bowed to them, and then, leaving the throne room, he walked to a large open courtyard. There he transformed, a silver dragon appeared in the center of the huge yard, and before he started flying, a guard ran to him – My Guardian, the little guardian, was sent to the college of the capital, he is now under the tutorship of Alba Ocannanes, the ice lady.

Ikalles froze for a few seconds upon hearing that name, then, showing an irritated expression, the giant silver dragon emitted a frightening aura – On whose orders my son left the frost palace – He spoke, his voice echoed throughout the courtyard, causing that the guards present felt pressured.

The closest guard stammered as he answered – Th-this was an order from her highness Jiaohui, the queen.

Ikalles calmed down as soon as he heard her majesty's name, but still very angry, he spread his wings and left.

The guards subjected to that frightening energy could finally breathe, looking at the Guardian, who soon disappeared in the distance. Their speed was average, some races did not allow them to reach certain speeds, but still, Ikalles was irritated by her majesty's sudden order. It cut through the sky with frightening speed.

The Guardian was one of the few who were free to take his form, the guards envied him as they watched him reach the clouds, and his light-colored scales allowed him to camouflage himself during the day easily.

In Hadria, Alba smiled, satisfied as she watched the small boy concentrate on the table. Then, remembering something, she looked at a small object she had taken out of her dress pocket. This item made a slight repetitive sound as the arrow stuck in its central axis moved. It already seemed to be time for lunch.

Closing the book, she left the room, heading for lunch.

Izrun remained alone, coming to himself. Then, when he heard a noise from his stomach, the pad fell on the table with a slight sound, and he looked around. Alba was no longer in the office.

His belly rumbled again, and he got up. Then, leaving the principal's office, he walked back through the corridors, looking for the cafeteria.

Some time passed while he was looking, looking around. Finally, he realized that even if he gave up looking for the cafeteria, he would no longer be able to return to the principal's office because of his path.

– Are you going to the cafeteria? - A sweet voice came right behind him. Then, turning a little nervous, he saw a girl with straight black hair, her eyes also dark, a descendant of the eastern lands.

Izrun nodded slightly. Afraid of having his identity discovered, he decided not to speak. The girl smiled. In her eyes, the girl's action in front of him was one of shyness – Great! We can go together!

The girl guided him to the cafeteria, which at that moment was quite crowded. Several girls were talking while having their meals. She took him to one of the tables and sat down. She made a small greeting – I'm Huanxue, from the east region, and you?

Izrun greeted her in the same way, thinking quickly of a name he muttered – Ive. From the north.

Huanxue smiled, still thinking that her behavior was because of her shyness – You don't have to be so shy. Are you a new student? I've never seen her around here.

Izrun nodded, deciding whether to keep quiet or give meeting new people a chance. Izrun decided to choose the second option. Even if he looked like a boy, they probably wouldn't do anything because they had complete trust in their guards, tutors, and headmistress – I just arrived, so I'm not very familiar with things here.

– Your voice is gorgeous. How old are you? – Then, seeing Izrun thoughtful, Huanxue added – You don't need to be ashamed of your voice. There are many girls similar to you here.

Similar? Not. Izrun nodded slightly, thinking of what to say. He saw two girls approaching the table where they were, when a little closer, one of them ran and hugged Huanxue, who held her in response.

– Xue, I can't believe we're in separate rooms this year. I'm so upset – The brown-haired girl pouted.

Huanxue smiled and pointed to the table, indicating that they should sit down – My tutor had just decided to change my class. I didn't want to change too. The students in the upper class are a little scary.

The two nodded, and the second girl, with curly hair, gestured while sighing.

– Dalji is right. They are annoying – the brown-haired one spoke again. When she finally noticed Izrun at the table with them, her eyes sparkled – So beautiful! Your hair is so shiny. I don't know how I didn't see it when I walked into the cafeteria.

Izrun suddenly felt embarrassed. Was it common for such compliments to be seen between friends? Huanxue lightly laughed upon seeing the nervous white-haired 'girl' – This is Ive, she just arrived, Ive, these are Kenzy and Dalji.

Kenzi quickly extended his hand to Izrun – It's an honor to meet you Ive. Your name is lovely, just like you.

Izrun squeezed her hand, nodding slightly, muttering – Thank you.

Kenzy froze when he heard her voice, fixing his gaze on Izrun for a few more seconds before blushing and sitting down properly, standing up suddenly right after – Dalji, how about we get something to eat? Let's bring it to Huanxue and Ive also! Ive, is there something you don't like? – The other girls looked at her, amused, Kenzy had spoken so fast that it was a little challenging to understand what she was saying, but they still nodded. Dalji got up to accompany her and get her lunch and the others.

Izrun shook his head quickly – I have no preference, but I can serve myself, no need…

Kenzy interrupted him quickly – It's not a bother. I'll bring your meal – saying that, she grabbed Milena's hand and hurried to the self-serve.

Meanwhile, in the principal's office, Alba opened the door slowly, afraid of disturbing the boy who should have been inside, but as soon as she entered, she noticed that the boy was no longer there.

Sighing, she placed the plate of food on the table, her eyes drawn suddenly to a block of ice in the center.

Surprised, she picked up the block. It was freezing, and no matter how much heat was inflicted on the surface, no single drop was generated upon touching it. The ice would not melt.

Alba was delighted, and laughing suddenly, she felt proud. If this reached the ears of the king and queen, Izrun would be bestowed with significant positions, not that he was not already fated to one, but he would be loved in such a way that even those faithful to the great Guardian would leave him to serve the little boy.

Sensing a familiar presence, she put the notebook away and, taking a deep breath, she turned around, her eyes fluttering a little as she stared into those bright cyan eyes.

Ikalles seemed indifferent, and noticing the slight change in the woman's eyes in front of him, he felt reluctant and a little regretful. However, his lamentations were brief because when he heard the woman's voice in front of him, he remembered why he had come to Silverleak.

– Get out. Men are forbidden in this institution – Alba said.

Ikalles narrowed his eyes – It seemed this rule was not so valid since there was a boy inside.

Alba smiled indifferently – I don't know what you're talking about. The Guardian is the only man here. Should I call the patrol to guide him out?

Feeling her hostility, Ikalles approached. Seeing his approach, Alba walked calmly behind her desk. Ikalles stopped, a little surprised by her attitude, watching her for a while before taking a small step back.

The image of the young woman in his mind gradually disappeared, her hair was still as bright as when they first met, but her eyes, which before had sparkled with joy, were now a faded green tone.

He sighed – Alba…

Alba interrupted him quickly, raising one of her eyebrows. She mocked – My name still comes out of your mouth so sweetly… it disgusts me.

Ikalles laughed suddenly – Disgust? I don't know why I allow you to speak to me if my voice disgusts you. You're the one who repulses me every time I think.

Alba trembled slightly, a little surprised. Ikalles seemed to have forgotten entirely about her before, it was like they had never met, so why this comment? Staying in the act, she continued with irony - Still thinking about me?

Ikalles stared at her, his smile fading as quickly as it came – If I had realized who you were earlier, maybe things would have been different.

Alba mocked with his words – Yes, you would be happy with her, but I wasn't the one who betrayed my own wife – She looked at him with irony.

Ikalles narrowed his eyes. Alba clenched her fists at his silence, remaining indifferent – You knew I loved him, and you used that to your advantage. You took advantage of my feelings.

– Did I take advantage of your feelings? You did everything you did because you wanted to. I didn't force you into anything – Ikalles replied.

Of course, he didn't force her. Everything they did was conscious, it was hard to resist in front of the person she loved. Alba sighed as she sat down, acting professionally as she looked at the papers on her desk, acting like she didn't care – I know this well. I don't need you to tell me that again.

Touching the block of ice in her pocket, Alba continued – And so I must bear the consequences of my actions, but... what about Izrun? – She stared back at him.

Ikalles frowned – What about him?

Alba pretended to organize some papers on the table – It's not just because your father treated him so indifferently that you should treat him like that too, he always told me how much he hated him, and now he's identical to him.

A bang was heard. Ikalles kept his two hands on the table. The papers that Alba had placed on it were now scattered around the room. She raised her eyes and closely observed those same eyes with which she had fallen in love that day and that under the circumstances where they were staring at her with hatred.

Ikalles was powerful, anyone would have been scared by that, but Alba had seen him that way before – Don't you dare speak of my father in my presence. I am not and never will be like that man. As for Izrun, he is my son. I decide how to teach him.

Alba clicked her tongue – It's not just your son. Alira would hate you if she knew how you treat him.

Ikalles held his aura. No matter what that woman did, he couldn't hurt her, which pissed him off even more – She's dead.

Alba was unable to say anything in response, Ikalles thought he knew the people around him, but in the end, he was as naive as anyone else.