The Festival had come to an end, but the island wasn't empty just yet. We still had a few days before summer break officially started, before we'd scatter across the world to return to our homes, our families, our separate lives—at least for a little while.
For tonight, though, the four of them had come to my room. The Academy wasn't particularly strict about things like this, despite what outsiders might assume. Mythos Academy fostered competition, talent, and ambition above all else. Whether it was training or socializing, they didn't care, as long as you emerged stronger by the end of it.
Rachel, Seraphina, Cecilia, and Rose sat comfortably in my room, a mix of curiosity and expectation in their gazes.
"So, Arthur," Rachel was the first to speak, her voice carrying that distinct lilt of amusement she always had when she was about to tease me. "You said you wanted to talk about something important?"
I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of my own thoughts pressing down on me.
