Build Up [1]

The night was quiet.

The soft hum of crickets harmonizing with the gentle rustle of leaves in the nearby garden.

Under the glow of a dim streetlight near the pristine white tables and chairs of Silvercrest Hall's garden, Prince Leo sat.

His usual composed smile gracing his face.

Across the streetlight's path emerged a figure flanked by two other men.

He was dressed in an impeccably tailored noble suit that contrasted sharply with his sharp, calculating gaze.

Caelan Draemyr, a professor at Ravenwood, approached with measured steps.

His eyes scanned the scene, noting the prince's relaxed posture.

Though he knew better than to let appearances deceive him.

"Your Highness."

Caelan greeted, bowing slightly.

"To what do I owe the honor of this meeting at such an hour?"

Leo gestured toward the seat across from him, his smile widening, though it didn't reach his eyes.