Alex walked up the carpet at the center of the ballroom, heading straight for the stairs that would lead to the first floor with Vanessa at his side.
As for Mira...
'Ah, there she is.' Muttered Alex as he saw Mira, using the entrance of the first floor, joining the student council members in the corner.
Mira was still not known as Vanessa's disciple—it was something people would come to know about after the news spread throughout the academy. Vanessa didn't want to make things hard for Mira by revealing that the girl was her disciple, so she tried to hide it for as long as she could.
For now, Mira was just a slave girl that Vanessa had picked up on one of her trips.
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Walking up the stairs, his expression composed, steady, majestic, and unapproachable at the same time, Alex could feel a multitude of emotions from hundreds of gazes in the ballroom, many of them familiar while others unfamiliar.