Qhildir, God of Philosophy.

14:30 displayed onto the digital clock centered at the front of the lecture room. Curved in shape with descending heights, most of the seats remained empty. Differing diagrams and notes on Magiology were shown on the holographic display. The lecturer, a man in his olden years, carefully glossed over theories and possibilities. As for the students, there but a few, 7 in total, most of which being girls. 

 "That's it for today, we'll resume next week," said the man exiting. The silent room broke into mild chatter.

 "Ysmay," gestured Eira, "-want to grab something to eat?"

 "No, I'm sorry," returned she with a more matured body, "-there's preparations I need to make for my engagement," her face held utmost joy.

 "Oh yes," said she remembering what was forgotten, "-I still can't believe you and Timothy had that sort of relationship…" the face lowered to the slightly bulged stomach.