Sylvia's POV:

Richard walked slowly over to where Rufus and I stood. Once he got close enough, I realized that he was half a head shorter than Rufus.

"If I remember correctly, father was the one who put me in charge of the military school. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to waltz in and demand admission like you run the place?" Richard's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Rufus chuckled. "Since when were you so interested in what I did?"

His eyes fell sharply on Richard. The atmosphere had quickly gone tense.

softly and squinted. "Oh, Rufus. Why so serious? You can't blame me for being curious now. It's rare to see you doing so

put on that gloomy smile. The dean and Richard's subordinates smiled along with

of course Prince Rufus is qualified to recommend a student! However, it doesn't seem fair for all the other students who have worked

enemies of

those who had just been

didn't earn an admission to the school, so why should she be allowed to enroll? Is it because of her appearance?" One of the she wolves who attacked me yesterday echoed. She quickly glanced at Richard and gained even more courage when her remark made him smile approvingly. She continued, "Plus, she is just a weak slave!" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

They don't just let anyone in to study here," another boy shouted. His hair was

right! Drive her away! It's an insult to

back to where you came from, filthy

closer to Rufus for safety. My mind was at a loss and my heart stopped. Rufus turned his attention to the crowd, which was enough to frighten everyone and bring back silence. I tugged on his sleeve and smiled, lightly shaking my head to tell him that I was unaffected and fine. "You heard the students. Only the few elite who have passed multiple tests get selected for admission. Normally, one who hasn't even participated in

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