Killing intent

Here we go. Ethan was wondering when he was going to meet the other students of the academy, and it looked like the first one was here. Ethan sighed inwardly, setting his plate down as he sized up the newcomer. Of course, the first academy student had to be a pompous ass.

"Greetings, my Lord." He bowed slightly, hoping the man would be satisfied.

The man's smirk deepened, though his eyes narrowed slightly, the subtle jab clearly hitting its mark. "I'm Lucien Thariel," he announced, his voice carrying a practiced arrogance. "Second son of the Thariel family, and soon to be one of the most promising students at the Imperial Academy. And you are?".

"Ethan Rutgard, pleased to make your acquaintance, Lord Thariel."

Lucien's smirk remained, but his eyes roved over Ethan as though appraising him for weaknesses. "Rutgard?" he echoed, tilting his head slightly. "Can't say I've heard of your family. Some small clan name, I assume?"