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Chapter 182
The great hall held its breath.Viktor Crane stood in the exhibition circle. Confident. Ready. Every inch the Imperial elite guard.Draven walked toward him. Each step measured. The crowd parting immediately.Whispers followed."Another challenge? Tonight?""Viktor Crane against the Ashworth?""This should be interesting.""Interesting? It'll be a massacre. Viktor's Imperial-trained.""So was Lucas supposedly the strongest. Look how that ended."Draven reached the edge of the circle. Viktor watched him approach with cold eyes."I'm glad you accepted," Viktor said. Loud enough for nearby nobles to hear. "I was concerned you might refuse. Given the late hour."Translation: I thought you might be a coward."I wouldn't dream of refusing," Draven replied. "It would be disrespectful."Translation: You trapped me with politics and you know it.Viktor smiled. Sharp. "Indeed. We wouldn't want any disrespect between our families."Prime Minister Aldric Crane approached the circle. His presence
Chapter 181
Draven stayed by the fountain for a moment longer.Processing everything.Princess Elysande knew about the pendant. Had sensed its magic. Could have exposed him. But chose not to.That was the problem.If she could sense it, others could too. Mages with enough sensitivity. Scholars who studied ancient artifacts. His secret was vulnerable.The pendant was supposed to be his advantage. His hidden weapon. But if anyone with magical perception could detect it, then it wasn't hidden at all.Draven stood abruptly.He needed to fix this. Now.Not return to the gala. Not yet. He needed time. Space. Privacy.He slipped through a side entrance. Found a servant."I need to return to my room. Briefly. Where is it?"The servant gave directions. Draven moved quickly through the manor's corridors. Reached his room and locked the door.Sat on his bed. Touched the pendant.Accessed his grandfather's memories. Searched frantically through centuries of knowledge. There had to be something. Some way to h
Chapter 180
The gala tried to return to normal.Musicians played. Servants circulated with wine. Nobles clustered in groups, pretending the last hour hadn't happened.But everything had changed.Draven could feel it. The way people looked at him now. Not with dismissal or pity. With wariness. Calculation. Fear.He'd become dangerous.And across the room, Princess Elysande watched him.Not constantly. Not obviously. But every few minutes, her gaze would drift his way. Assessing. Curious.Viktor Crane noticed. Of course he noticed. He stood beside the Princess like a shadow. Close enough to protect. Close enough to claim.And every time she looked at Draven, Viktor's expression darkened.Draven tried to stay near the edges. Tried to be invisible again. Old habits.But it didn't work anymore. Nobles approached him. Carefully. Respectfully."Impressive display, young Ashworth.""Where did you learn to move like that?""The Academy must have remarkable instructors."Polite words hiding desperate curio
Chapter 179
The great hall remained frozen.Lucas Nervia slumped against the wall. Draven standing in the exhibition circle. Smoke still rising from his hand where the controlled fire had erupted.Everyone staring.Draven looked up at the platform. At his father.Waiting for the reaction. The anger. The disappointment. Something.Father's face was stone.No expression. No emotion. Nothing.He simply stood there. Watching. Like he was observing a training exercise rather than his son publicly destroying an ally's heir.That silence was somehow worse than any anger could have been.But everyone else?Everyone else lost their minds.The whispers exploded into full conversations. Nobles grabbing each other's arms. Officers exchanging shocked looks. The carefully maintained decorum of the gala shattered."Did you see that speed?""He moved like—I've never seen anything like that.""The fire. That controlled burst. How is he only sixteen?""Second-year student? Impossible.""Lucas Nervia didn't stand a
Chapter 178
The crowd parted as Lucas led Draven toward the exhibition area.Every gala had one. A space set aside for demonstrations. For challenges. For young heirs to prove themselves while their families watched.Tonight, that space would become a stage.Nobles followed, sensing entertainment. The music faded. Conversations died. All attention focused on the two young men walking toward the center of the hall.Draven felt his brothers watching.Edmund with barely concealed anticipation. Hoping for failure.Thomas with something like concern. Maybe remembering who'd saved his life.Daniel with calculating interest. Always analyzing.And Garrett. That knowing smile. Those sharp eyes missing nothing.Father stood on the elevated platform beside Count Nervia. Both men expressionless. Both watching their sons with the detachment of generals observing a battle.Lucas reached the exhibition circle first. Turned to face Draven."Standard rules," Lucas announced, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Fir
Chapter 177
The day of the gala arrived.Draven stood before the mirror in his room, adjusting his formal attire. Dark fabric with silver trim. The Ashworth crest embroidered on his chest. Every inch the noble son he was supposed to be.He barely recognized himself.A knock at the door."It's time." Thomas's voice. Neutral. Professional.Draven opened the door. His brother stood in the hallway, dressed similarly. They looked at each other for a moment.Things had changed between them since the gathering. Not friendship—that would take more than one life-saving moment. But something like respect."Ready?" Thomas asked."As I'll ever be."They walked together toward the main hall. The manor had been transformed overnight. Flowers everywhere. Chandeliers blazing with magical light. Servants in pristine uniforms moving with practiced efficiency.The Ashworth estate had become a palace.They reached the gathering point where the brothers were supposed to assemble before the formal entrance. Edmund was
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