The Crowned Prince flew towards the ice wall, he stopped and looked at Delia, only to see her staring at Blake. With no other option, he created a hole in it which he used to leave the area, heading back to the Academy.
Blake remained mid-air staring at the Crowned Prince, he knew there was a hidden meaning to what the Crowned Prince told him before he left.
'Looks like he's giving me a heads up. But he should have already known there's no way we would accept to be their puppets.' He thought before landing close to Oliver and Delia.
Being lost in thoughts, he failed to realize that she was staring at him intensely, only after a while did he sense it.
"Huh! Is there something on my face?" He asked while touching his face.
"What? No!" The dazed Delia asked showing confusion, before answering.