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.

Rufus. Why so serious? You can't blame me for being

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

of his face and turned serious. "Yes, of course Prince Rufus is qualified to recommend a student! However, it doesn't seem fair for all the other students who have worked hard to get through the difficult selection process, does it? I'm afraid that when

discord in public. And because I had already made enemies of some students from this school, it was easy to find people to back this argument. They didn't want

had just been quietly watching aside

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

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

an insult to us to give a

to where you came from,

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 any

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