Changes in the elite class

Aisha was happy to see Daimon socializing, although as a lover she enjoyed being the focus of his attention, as a mother she wanted her son to enjoy his life at school as much as possible.

The restaurant had many floors, each one was destined to different grade and above the student's floors there was one exclusive to teachers, prefects and other important staff of the academy.

In one of the tables Aliya was waiting for her food, many other teachers were looking at her, while most of the gazes were full of disdain, some others were of sympathy, still she ignored every one of them.

Boris approached her table with two different dishes on his hands, he placed one on her side of the table and the other one was for him.

Aliya smiled.

"Thanks uncle Boris… but I'm not too hungry".

Boris shook his head.

"Lass, I was there the day you were born, if there is someone in this world who you can't lie to, that is me… how is your magic core, has your investigation progressed?".