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The mother and daughter got ready. The family ate together and then they were ready to head to the arcane academy. Essina pricked her finger and dripped a drop of blood onto a crystal. An orange portal opened. Soon she and her daughter walked through the portal. They then arrived at the academy. Essina went to her classroom to prepare for class while Haendreda waited a bit in the courtyard to maybe see familiar faces.
When he reached the courtyard he set his case down on a bench and prepared to do some push ups, he half noticed a female student observing the courtyard and thought she looked familiar for some reason, yet with her hair how could she not be memorable? Shrugging to himself Damian began his push ups, wondering if anyone else would show.
A man in a dark cloak with blonde hair walked into the courtyard. Since he was with entourage, he seemed important. "The king?" Haendreda said. She bowed to be polite as the men passed them. "He might be here to welcome students to a new year." She said.
"Now, Carlisle, son," Nathaniel broke the calming silence, "remember to take care of your sister. This is her first year and you remember how frightened you were when you began. Remember, being a noble is-"
"-about finesse, genius, and class." Carlisle finished his clichèd mantra and turned from looking out the window to face him. "Yes, father, I know. And I assure you that June will be my greatest concern for the first week."
Nathaniel's bushy face smiled and seemed to light up, "That's good my son."
Then, seemingly as if on cue the carriage stoped, which jolted all of them toward to the front. They wait until the coachman opens the door. First out is June, the coachman offers his hand as she steps down in her healer's uniform, clutching close to her chest her focus item. When she is safely out, Carlisle also exits the carriage. As he steps down he looks around and sees a circle of students as they watch his family flaunt their wealth. Last out is Nathaniel, as he steps down his black suit contrasts sharply with the white garb of his children.
Carlisle and June each grab a bag from the carriage and the coachman grabs the rest. They walk first to the women's dormitories at the bottom of he hill. When they arrive the help June figure out which room is hers and the coachman drops of her bags. Nathaniel gives her a hug.
"I'm so proud of you, June, I'm so proud of you. If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to write." There were tears forming in the middle aged man's face.
Eventually, they part ways and Carlisle, along with his father and the coachman, travel to the men's dormitories. When they arrive, there is a quick hug exchanged between Carlisle and his father. The coachman drops off his remaining bags. When the family leaves Carlisle breathes a sigh of relief and begins unpacking. He's back at school, back with his friends, and back learning to do what he loves.
When he is finished unpacking, he travels up the hill to the academy, hoping to see some familiar faces.
Then he noticed the King walking by and the young lady next to him musing over why he was there. "Either that or up to something very big. You never know with the King." He observed as he finished his workout and sat on a bench.
Haendreda then began doing some breathing exercises to extend her mana threshold for mana building.
"Greetings, King Irgiden, great to see you out of the palace." Carlisle greets the king, bowing.
The king turns his head to see where the sound came from, then his eyes settle on me and smiles. "Altheda's boy, Carlisle, right?"
"That's correct, King Irgiden, your powers of observation continue to amaze." This makes king smiles, Carlisle knows the best way onto his good side is to stroke his eqo.
"Well, I merely came to check with the principal here. We have somethings to discuss, I have something to place in his very capable care." He says, specific enough to whet my interest, vague enough to give absolutely no information.
"Well, King Irgiden, I shouldn't keep you long. I do hope your endeavor shall prove fruitful."
"Indeed, as I know it, it shall." He replies.
And with that, the king turns away and, with his guards, continues into the academy. Carlisle continued on as well, going through the gates and finding a familiar face. Damien was sitting on a bench talking to Haendreda. He knew them both, if only vaguely. They were all in the same year, and he didn't see any other of his friends yet. So, being the courageous noble he was born to be, Carlisle walks over.
"Damien, Haendreda, how did the summer treat you?"
"My summer was dismal, as usual." He replied, not wanting to mix words in. He waited for the girl next to him to answer as he pondered his next move. Which of course was getting into his room as quick as possible. He could set everything up, spare armor, and the like.
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"I'm going to catch up with you later Damien, see you later."
Carlisle walks down to the girl's dorms and to his sister's dorm. He knocks on the door and she opens.
"Class is beginning and it's quite a maze through the castle to get to our class, so let's go now."
June nodded as she grabbed her focus item, "You won't need that on the first day. They never teach you magic on the first day, it's just an introduction to the class."
"Oh," she said as she put it back,"Thank you."
And so they walk up to the academy together. When they reach the gates they enter in and Carlisle shows her the pathway through the winding corridors and hallways until they end up in Healing Magic 01. He drops her off and goes a little bit farther down the hallway to Healing Magic 03 where he enters.
"Ah," said the teacher, "You're late." And as he looks at the ring on Carlisle's right hand he smiles. "This year's Altheda is tardy on the first day."
I nod, "I apologize Mr. Rhines, but I had forgotten to grant myself enough time to both show my young sister where her class was and arrive here on time. I promise, it will not happen again."
"Yes," Mr. Rhines says, "Have a seat over there I was just about to begin the discussion about this years syllabus."
Carlisle obeys the teacher and sits where he told him to. Next to Marvin Grehn, another 3rd year healer.
It wasn't all that bad, that is, if he wasn't the only battlemage who wore red instead of blue. It wasn't that he was practicing dark destructive magics, no. He just liked red over blue. It's also so that no one can see him bleed if he got injured. Slowly the others in his class and assassins got together and soon the school day began for them.
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