"The next member of this group… Selene Everhart."
A sharp gasp rippled through the crowd.
Aria barely had a moment to process the name before a figure stepped forward—a tall, striking girl with icy blonde hair cascading down her back. Her emerald-green eyes were piercing and filled with disdain as she flicked her gaze toward Aria.
Selene Everhart.
Aria immediately recognized the surname—Everhart. That was one of the wealthiest and most powerful noble families in the kingdom. It made sense. Everything about Selene screamed wealth and privilege.
She carried the aura of those snubbish rich bullies.
Draped in a sleek, expensive combat outfit tailored specifically for agility and elegance, Selene looked like she had stepped straight out of a royal training camp. The sneer on her lips was subtle but unmistakable.
"So," she said, voice cool, "I'm stuck with you."
Aria stiffened.