The Suspicions Of A Noble (Leon de Harrington)

The dining hall in Kraelonia Academy was decorated—with a little less than two hours prior to prepare for the Crowel House's arrival, the Committee of Students were still able to furnish the high ceilings with garlands of flowers from its garden and the magical light orbs gave off a soft glow that made the banquet in the center of the hall look fit enough for a feast for a King.

"Are you okay, Leon?" Lady Angelika asked.

He weakly smiled, "Frankly, no."

"I think we did a great job with the design. You don't have to worry about it too much." The Lady craned her neck around the dining hall. And though most of them were unable to perform any magical illusions that could spice up the place, it was still quite magnificent in its own way.

"Indeed, we have..." And yet that wasn't his worries.

"Well, what does everyone else think?" she asked.