Castle Dragon's Crest
Theo Earhart
— My lord, returning from your lessons? — a cautious voice broke the evening stillness.
— Yes, — I replied without turning.
— Please, take care. The safety of the entire estate rests on your shoulders now.
I said nothing. I simply stepped forward, as if I hadn't heard. But after a few paces, whispers reached my ears from behind. I didn't need to look back to know—servants.
— Just a couple weeks ago, he was boasting he'd crush Lord Raphael at the tournament...
— And now he's been expelled from the academy. How pitiful.
— That's what pride without power leads to.