After the elevator chimed open on the 10th floor, Charlotte stepped out, her boots clicking softly against the marble floor. The corridor here was minimalistic but elegant, with crystalline sconces glowing faintly on the walls.
She walked with purpose toward a section of the wall that looked perfectly seamless—no handle, no visible frame.
Before she could say a word, the wall-like door whooshed open with a soft mechanical sigh.
A familiar voice greeted her, laced with amusement.
"Your Highness, I’m eternally grateful that you’ve graced this humble commoner’s home."
Standing on the other side was Alex Dragonheart—silver-haired, blue-eyed, and infuriatingly smug as always. He wore a simple dark tee and loose pants, but somehow still looked like he’d walked out of a noble fashion magazine.
Charlotte’s mouth twitched.
’He’s shameless as ever.’
She walked inside with crossed arms.
"You seem very excited to see me. Have you finally started to appreciate the absolute beauty standing in front of you?"
Alex raised a brow and looked around dramatically, pretending to scan the room.
"Which beauty? I don’t see one."
Then he gave a casual shrug.
"Well—except myself, of course."
Charlotte stopped mid-step and turned to glare at him, lips twitching in restrained annoyance.
"Looks like you’re not happy to see me. I guess I’ll take my leave, then."
She turned theatrically toward the door, only for Alex to step in front of her, arms spread.
"Now, now. Of course you’re a beauty. I was just joking around."
He leaned forward slightly with that familiar, maddening grin.
"Sure, you’ll never match my greatness... but yes, you’re definitely a beauty too."
Charlotte smirked, flipping her white hair over her shoulder.
"You can never undermine yourself, can you?"
"Char, that can never happen—at least not in this lifetime."
Charlotte chuckled, a rare sound that softened her features.
"Yeah, I can imagine that."
Then, with a more serious tone, she added,
"Alright, enough playing around. Let’s talk about the important things. You need to know what’s coming."
Alex motioned toward the plush couch.
"I’m listening. Speak."
They both sat down, Charlotte with her arms crossed, Alex leaning back with one leg over the other.
"Ethan’s going to challenge you for the Apex title," Charlotte said bluntly. "He’s probably already submitted the duel request to the Student Council."
Alex’s brows lifted slightly.
"That’s bad."
"You don’t sound surprised."
Alex shrugged.
"After that expression he made during the Academy freshmen ball? I knew it was coming sooner or later."
Charlotte leaned in slightly, eyes sharp as a hawk.
"You broke through, didn’t you?"
Alex blinked.
"So you noticed."
Charlotte gave a slight, proud smirk.
"Ever since I was a child, I’ve been highly sensitive to mana. Even a slight change in your presence is enough for me to pick it up."
Alex nodded.
"Well, I broke through just before you arrived."
Charlotte’s smirk deepened.
"Not enough."
She leaned back.
"Ethan’s going to wipe the floor with you. He was already stronger than you before... and now he’s awakened. Your chances of winning are next to zero."
Alex’s mouth twitched.
"Thanks for the motivation, Char. You’re really a good friend."
Charlotte, voice dripping with sarcasm, added,
"I try to be as helpful as I can."
Alex rolled his eyes.
"From now on, try not to be."
A small pop! echoed as a vein throbbed on Charlotte’s forehead.
But before she could retort, Alex suddenly said,
"Did you bring it with you?"
Charlotte stilled.
She didn’t ask what he meant. She knew.
Without a word, she reached up to her neck and removed the pendant she wore—a delicate silver piece, its center embedded with a red gem.
She placed it gently on the table.
Alex tilted his head.
"Beautiful accessory. Where’d you get it?"
Charlotte’s eyes softened slightly.
"My mother gave it to me. It also functions as a storage device."
She tapped the phoenix gem, and a shimmer of red light spilled forth as she pulled out a vial—a crimson potion swirling with an unnatural glow, like molten ruby laced with lightning.
Alex’s eyes lit up with a glint of mischief.
"The Awakening Nectar."
Charlotte gave a small smile.
"Damn right it is."
Alex reached forward casually to take it—but just as his fingers neared the vial, Charlotte pulled her hand back.
"Ah, ah."
She held the vial up.
"Before I give this to you, you have to answer one question."
Alex paused, intrigued.
"Alright, Your Highness. Ask away."
Charlotte’s eyes gleamed as she slowly spoke.
"I asked Ethan this once before. He gave the most suitable answer I’ve heard. One that was... correct. Now I want to see if you can answer it too."
Alex leaned back with a smirk, folding his arms.
"I’m intrigued. Hit me with it."
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