Heir of Glory

⋆☀︎｡─ Honored to fight at your side.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗟𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄!

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂! 𝗜'𝗺 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁… 𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳, 𝘁𝗼𝗼? 𝗜 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮.

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀!

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗢𝗵, 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁! 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸, 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹.

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲… 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗻!

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[silven-grenvalden]

@whitewolf-undeadexpert

(Post-ToM)

Faramor was waiting outside the fields near the Lyceum. He had been talking with the princess and being recommended by Rodrigo’s men, Faramor was asked to train the new knight in training, Silven Grenvalden.

That name sounded familiar yet he wasn’t sure. Perhaps he would recall where he had heard the name from.

Now, most knights are to be trained by other knights from the capital. Yet, Faramor worked as a hunter and with his experience of working with Whiteridge’s guards, he has learned some things: how to watch for thieves, how to check for tracks, how to watch and keep your footsteps hidden when following enemies, how to prepare traps and detect enemies traps, how to gather herbs and make medicine from said herbs. That one was a lesson Faramor believed every knight should learn. How to disarm an enemy when they are behind you. How to treat yourself when you’re poisoned. These, were things Faramor has learned, and these were things he was willing to teach. These lessons were approved by her majesty so there would be no issues with these lessons.

Yet, it was late. The guards were due to be back nearly half an hour late. Did something delay them? His mind grew worried with questions and then, his ears perked up. His gaze fell on the carriage. The guards were back with the student in question. A relief washed over him that no harm had fallen on the guards or the new knight to be. Now, Faramor knew he could come off as quite intimidating so when he saw the boy, Faramor bowed, and greeted the young man respectfully incase he had startled the boy by accident.

“𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕠𝕠𝕟, 𝕊𝕚𝕣 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕧𝕒𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕟. 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝔽𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕣. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕂𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕜𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕒𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕙, 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘.”

(( 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲... 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞—𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝,, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧. ))

(( 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧! ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗚𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝗦𝗶𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿! 𝗔 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝘂𝗺𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗹𝘆. 𝗡𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁, 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲. 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿!

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐞𝐮𝐦 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐟𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟. ))

(( 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ))

[silven-grenvalden]

A hum could be heard beside The Young Knight, Silven, as the calm voice took note of him, observing the little squirrel while giving a brief nod. The little squirrel munched the acorn while wagging its tail in delight.

"Indeed... there are some ways to preserve the candies and even some food supplies, Sir Silven."

The gentle breeze passed through him and... a small vial with lavender coloured liquid... landed on his palm.

"This... is one of the solutions. I bestow upon you, a potion that I once brewed... which could preserve the candies. The taste would not be effected by this potion. Add a few drops of the potion within the pouch of candies and shake well."

The little squirrel's ears twitching, as it could hear a slight rustle in the bushes. It hopped onto Silven's lap, continued to munch the acorn.

"In fact, you could even include a few drops of this potion... upon some of the cuisines and even beverages, to preserve... them..."

The calm voice explained, slightly faded at the end. A slight pat was given on his head, as the calm voice... came out softly,

"May Dura Above... ease your deeds and your studies. Do rest if you feel ever so exhausted. ... 'till we meet again, Sir Silven."

... and with that, gentle breeze then... dissipated...

(( 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐞, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥... 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞. ))

(( 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗵, 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀...

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(( 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼, 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻.

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿... 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘆.

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(( 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲. ))

(( 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧-𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫... 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞. ))

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥... 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞. ))

[silven-grenvalden]

A chuckle could be heard beside The Young Knight, Silven, as what They expected was true; that he would immediately realize... who was beside him at that moment. Witnessing his usual style of salute, like a Knight, was indeed... quite amusing and nostalgic.

"The pleasure is all mine, Sir Silven. ... You are... as sharp as ever, similar to how you were... throughout the Court Mage Selection. As expected from a young knight."

A light pat was given on his head and... the gentle breeze passed through him. Then, two pouches appeared and gently landed on his palms.

"Sir Silven, allow me to give you... a pouch of sweet candies which I had made and... a pouch of roasted acorns for that squirrel."

A pause... as the squirrel could be seen, climbing down the tree where he was taking a rest. Its nostril wiggled a bit, tail wagging, slightly gleaming... as it took in the roasted scent of the acorns.

"Consuming the candies could drive away those troubled thoughts of yours temporarily when... you are concentrating on the flavour of it, while thinking of something... more pleasant."

A slight shift could be heard behind the tree... of where he was resting.

"Meanwhile, feeding the squirrel with those roasted acorns could put your heart at ease, as you... observe it, munching it down."

The calm voice slightly faded, as the squirrel, now... beside him. 'twas quite a tamed little squirrel.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱... 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻.

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭... ))

(( 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫... ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩. ))

(( 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞—𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻, 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

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[silven-grenvalden]

The calm voice take note of The Young Knight, Silven's body language. He was slightly shocked, then... shoulders slumped, gazing upon the ground with such... sad expression for a moment, in silence. He, then, uttered an apology and continued with such... quivering tone.

A hum could be heard beside him and... a light pat was given on his back. ... Shifting to another topic would be a better option to keep his heart at ease.

"Fret not, Sir Silven, as you had done nothing to upset me. Verily, I must ask your well-being since I... am well aware of your conditions."

A pause... as the calm voice sounded slightly serious,

"I do received your letter. ... You poured your heart content into that letter of yours. Indeed... I read it, and I must apologize for not responding to it, soon."

The slight rustling sounds of the leaves could be heard above him. A letter with Lyceum Crest with Silven's signature, gently descended from the tree and hovered infront of him.

This letter was originally for...

"Sir Silven, I would like to accompany you for a brief moment, as I know... you deserve a company to prevent those troubled thoughts of yours... clouding your mind."

The calm voice came out softer than before, knowing that Silven would immediately knew who was... accompanied him at that moment.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗠𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂...?

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(( 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨. ))

(( 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ... 𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘄?

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂... 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙈𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣.

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[silven-grenvalden]

The calm voice interrupted The Young Knight, Silven... with a question, based on his musing.

"I presume my... tone of voice is similar to Sir Gervan?"

Then, followed by a sigh...

"Sir Silven, ... my apologies, if my tone of voice reminds you of him."

A pause... as the sound of clearing a throat could be heard beside him.

"... You do miss him, are you not?"

The calm voice came out a whisper, as a squirrel could be seen munching an acorn on a branch of a tree where he was resting under it.

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐲𝐞... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭. ))

(( 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐞? 𝐈𝐭'𝐬... 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲—𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦—𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

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(( 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐲𝐜𝐞𝐮𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬. ))

(( 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐲. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ... 𝗡𝗼, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗶𝘇𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲. 𝗜...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆. 𝗜 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗲.

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(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐭...? ))

[silven-grenvalden]

A gentle breeze passed through the leaves of a tree where a Young Knight named Silven Grenvalden was... taking a rest under it, after the last class session of that day.

He lets out a sigh, while hovering the Oath of Glory, vertically, on his palm. Alone... he was, as his emerald eyes then... gazed into the distance for awhile, towards the Stellar Spire.

A slight pat was given on his shoulder.

"Good Evening, Sir Silven. ... How are you faring... after all the commotions within the Serene Lyceum?"

A calm voice could be heard, although... noone... presence beside him.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗛𝘂𝗵...?

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(( 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚... 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞?... 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. 𝐎𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬... 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰? ))

(( 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝒊𝒔 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐭...? ))

(( 𝐇𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ... 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺... 𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘅𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲...

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(( 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥. ))

[silven-grenvalden]

A small smile and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes was seen on Noctis face when the school bell rang. Upon seeing Silven leaving the class to the bathroom, he opens up his bag and pulls out the mini Silven before quietly transfering it to Silven's bag. All without the plushie making a peep.

He kept his face aloof once Silven comes back, gives him a wave and left class with his bag.

( @silentsigilist-noctis )

(( 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟... 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. ))

(( 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭— 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢-𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 "𝐇𝐈!" 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝! ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗛— 𝗚-𝗴𝗲𝗲𝘇.

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(( 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. ))

(( 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐠. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀... 𝗜𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺, 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹.

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(( 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐭! ))

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭... 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗛𝗲𝗵... 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸. 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗵𝗲'𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁!

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(( 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬...? ))

[silven-grenvalden]

Hey Silven, I see you still lively as ever before I left. I'll cut the to the point, it is true you had hurt one of rare mythical creature? Just for sake of court mage selection exam that you don't even pass? How bold. See, Silven. I would forgive you for your ignorant of creature's safety, but Consider this as warning because there is no next time.

I can't expect a wannabe knight would be that ignorant towards creatures.

- @feral-sentinel

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗥𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗲𝗹. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲.

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁, 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲. 𝗣𝗹𝘂𝘀, 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝘀𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝘆𝗲𝘀?

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[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 | @silentsigilist-noctis ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. ))

(( 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭... 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜. ))

"𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗚𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝘂𝗯𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂."

"𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁'𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀..."

(( 𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧. ))

"... 𝗛𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱."

"𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁... 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝗛𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲."

"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴..."

(( 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

(( 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. ))

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐚, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧—𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝—𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬. ))

(( 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬— 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. ))

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀? 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻?

At first, a heavy silence reigned in the atmosphere in the dormitory hallway until light shuffling is heard behind the door. Its lock clicks before the handle turns to reveal the black haired male behind the doorway.

Dim golden eyes glance at emerald hues as Silven was greeted with an aloof expression from Noctis before the male decided to leave the door, inviting the redhead inside without a word or sound as he simply approaches his study desk filled with perfectly well written notes and assignments along with his self study focusing on his rune and sigil magic and/or designs.

However, on the side of his desk, trashes of crumpled up paper and parchment piled up in a bin - causing a few to fall to the ground - as the black haired male sighed silently before he sat on his desk chair.

He remains uncommunicative before he turns his distant expression towards Silven as his hands raise into sign as he attempts to smile at him. It turned out weak in the end.

"Is there something you need at this time, Silven?"

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. ))

(( ... 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

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(( 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬... ))

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ))

"𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗢𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁... 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆."

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Golden eyes widened a fraction bit for a second upon seeing Silven's hands before it laced as Noctis smile turns a bit more sincere.

He signs back in response after a bit more thought.

"That is alright, Silven. I had already finished the assignment Professor Zorya assigned. Plus, I don't wanna bother your own studying since we're in our final year. Though..."

His eyes had that far off look before he let out a huff, shaking his head briefly before he signs.

"Nevermind. I would love your presence here with me. It's.. lonely by myself with my own thoughts as my only company."

Despite everything, he doesn't wanna push away one of the few real friends he had in his life. Plus, it's Silven - one of the people who sees him in his vulnerable moments throughout their school years. One that sees him as an equal despite his mutism.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟. ))

(( 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥... 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ))

"𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗔𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗪𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀..."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. ))

"𝗢𝗿 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Noctis gaze brightened a tad bit as he smiles as he grabs a few designs on the table before turning to him to sign.

"Oh, you have no idea. To put it clearly, barely anyone touched this type of magic as their main study in our year so I'm glad to dive in deep with my affinity and didn't have to struggle searching all the books I need in the library prior to joining the school."

Golden eyes holds a passionate gleam as he shares his designs as he continues to 'speak'.

"We know that runes are basically the language of the world but sigils differs in which the user can make personal edits to the language. In terms of capability, I could draw sigils in the air but I'll stick with my book as my conduit as of now until I get a better control of my magic. Don't wanna get ahead of myself. Seriously, you have no idea how versatile this in spite of its broadness. I could basically can do anything with it!"

He shows Silven one of his designs.

"Starting with this, see this rune? I could do all sorts with it: Elemental Invocation, Delayed Activation Trap, Conceptual Attacks."

And another.

"Here are runes that can help villages! See this? Put this sigil onto a well and everyone can get purified water. And here's another design I made-"

Noctis Sylas is clearly passionate about his brand of magic and what he could make use of it for everyone that it really brought a smile to his own face without realising.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐞. ))

(( 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐟-𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐮𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝... ))

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞—𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

The dark haired male continues smiles as he shows paper by paper until he reaches a... sensitive one.

"And here's-"

He stops, stilling as he gazes longingly at the moon sigils and runes. He slowed his hands, halting his signing before he drops it to his lap as his expression becomes blank. The only thing that shows his emotions is his golden eyes that are filled with despair and heartbreak.

Taking a shuddering breath, he picks up the paper and brought it close to his chest - right where his heart is.

Noctis eyes soon filled with unshed tears as he turn his gaze at Silven, lifting his hand to ask a single question.

"Why?"

[silven-grenvalden]

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝. ))

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲, 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ))

(( 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞... ))

(( 𝐁𝐮𝐭—𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬—𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝... ))

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[silentsigilist-noctis]

At first, Noctis did nothing as his expression stayed the same.

Slowly, he leans over and wrap his arms around the redhead. Pressing his face at the shorter male's shoulder, the dam breaks as his body shook - releasing wet and near soundless sobs as he hugs him close. He can feel Silven patting his back gently, sharing the same pain he does after everything that has happened.

Gervan...

He pulls back, sniffing as his golden eyes became painfully filled with heartbreak as he signs.

"Why? Why did he do it? He had everything and he just.. tosses it away? This is such utter BULLSHIT!"

His face twist in anger yet still carries the emotional turmoil he alone had to endure after Gervan's arrest before he was hit with an unhealthy clarity.

"Was everything.. even real? Is that why he wants to hide our relationship initially? Everything that we do that only you know? Every gift I gave him under the guise of friendship in public? Every kiss that we share?"

He gives out a bitter chuckle as he attempts to wipe his eyes before signing.

"Did he even love me?"

After all, Noctis Sylas was Gervan Hastings' secret lover.

[silven-grenvalden]

A little plushie scurries out from behind a pillar and bumps into Silven's foot.

Mini-Silven: ...!!

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗢𝗵— 𝗢𝗵 𝘄𝗼𝘄.

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀... 𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝘆𝗲𝘁?

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗵, 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁. 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝘆...

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗳 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲... 𝗢𝗿, 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 "𝗺𝗲", 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘁, 𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗪𝗵𝗼𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

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[silentsigilist-noctis]

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐚, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧—𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝—𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬. ))

(( 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬— 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. ))

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀? 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻?

At first, a heavy silence reigned in the atmosphere in the dormitory hallway until light shuffling is heard behind the door. Its lock clicks before the handle turns to reveal the black haired male behind the doorway.

Dim golden eyes glance at emerald hues as Silven was greeted with an aloof expression from Noctis before the male decided to leave the door, inviting the redhead inside without a word or sound as he simply approaches his study desk filled with perfectly well written notes and assignments along with his self study focusing on his rune and sigil magic and/or designs.

However, on the side of his desk, trashes of crumpled up paper and parchment piled up in a bin - causing a few to fall to the ground - as the black haired male sighed silently before he sat on his desk chair.

He remains uncommunicative before he turns his distant expression towards Silven as his hands raise into sign as he attempts to smile at him. It turned out weak in the end.

"Is there something you need at this time, Silven?"

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. ))

(( ... 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

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(( 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗠𝗺...

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ))

"𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗢𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁... 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆."

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Golden eyes widened a fraction bit for a second upon seeing Silven's hands before it laced as Noctis smile turns a bit more sincere.

He signs back in response after a bit more thought.

"That is alright, Silven. I had already finished the assignment Professor Zorya assigned. Plus, I don't wanna bother your own studying since we're in our final year. Though..."

His eyes had that far off look before he let out a huff, shaking his head briefly before he signs.

"Nevermind. I would love your presence here with me. It's.. lonely by myself with my own thoughts as my only company."

Despite everything, he doesn't wanna push away one of the few real friends he had in his life. Plus, it's Silven - one of the people who sees him in his vulnerable moments throughout their school years. One that sees him as an equal despite his mutism.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟. ))

(( 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥... 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ))

"𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗔𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗪𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀..."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. ))

"𝗢𝗿 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Noctis gaze brightened a tad bit as he smiles as he grabs a few designs on the table before turning to him to sign.

"Oh, you have no idea. To put it clearly, barely anyone touched this type of magic as their main study in our year so I'm glad to dive in deep with my affinity and didn't have to struggle searching all the books I need in the library prior to joining the school."

Golden eyes holds a passionate gleam as he shares his designs as he continues to 'speak'.

"We know that runes are basically the language of the world but sigils differs in which the user can make personal edits to the language. In terms of capability, I could draw sigils in the air but I'll stick with my book as my conduit as of now until I get a better control of my magic. Don't wanna get ahead of myself. Seriously, you have no idea how versatile this in spite of its broadness. I could basically can do anything with it!"

He shows Silven one of his designs.

"Starting with this, see this rune? I could do all sorts with it: Elemental Invocation, Delayed Activation Trap, Conceptual Attacks."

And another.

"Here are runes that can help villages! See this? Put this sigil onto a well and everyone can get purified water. And here's another design I made-"

Noctis Sylas is clearly passionate about his brand of magic and what he could make use of it for everyone that it really brought a smile to his own face without realising.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐞. ))

(( 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐟-𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐮𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝... ))

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞—𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

The dark haired male continues smiles as he shows paper by paper until he reaches a... sensitive one.

"And here's-"

He stops, stilling as he gazes longingly at the moon sigils and runes. He slowed his hands, halting his signing before he drops it to his lap as his expression becomes blank. The only thing that shows his emotions is his golden eyes that are filled with despair and heartbreak.

Taking a shuddering breath, he picks up the paper and brought it close to his chest - right where his heart is.

Noctis eyes soon filled with unshed tears as he turn his gaze at Silven, lifting his hand to ask a single question.

"Why?"

[silven-grenvalden]

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝. ))

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲, 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ))

(( 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞... ))

(( 𝐁𝐮𝐭—𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬—𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝... ))

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[silentsigilist-noctis]

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐚, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧—𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝—𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬. ))

(( 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬— 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. ))

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀? 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻?

At first, a heavy silence reigned in the atmosphere in the dormitory hallway until light shuffling is heard behind the door. Its lock clicks before the handle turns to reveal the black haired male behind the doorway.

Dim golden eyes glance at emerald hues as Silven was greeted with an aloof expression from Noctis before the male decided to leave the door, inviting the redhead inside without a word or sound as he simply approaches his study desk filled with perfectly well written notes and assignments along with his self study focusing on his rune and sigil magic and/or designs.

However, on the side of his desk, trashes of crumpled up paper and parchment piled up in a bin - causing a few to fall to the ground - as the black haired male sighed silently before he sat on his desk chair.

He remains uncommunicative before he turns his distant expression towards Silven as his hands raise into sign as he attempts to smile at him. It turned out weak in the end.

"Is there something you need at this time, Silven?"

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. ))

(( ... 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ))

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(( 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬... ))

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ))

"𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗢𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁... 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆."

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Golden eyes widened a fraction bit for a second upon seeing Silven's hands before it laced as Noctis smile turns a bit more sincere.

He signs back in response after a bit more thought.

"That is alright, Silven. I had already finished the assignment Professor Zorya assigned. Plus, I don't wanna bother your own studying since we're in our final year. Though..."

His eyes had that far off look before he let out a huff, shaking his head briefly before he signs.

"Nevermind. I would love your presence here with me. It's.. lonely by myself with my own thoughts as my only company."

Despite everything, he doesn't wanna push away one of the few real friends he had in his life. Plus, it's Silven - one of the people who sees him in his vulnerable moments throughout their school years. One that sees him as an equal despite his mutism.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟. ))

(( 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥... 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ))

"𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗔𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗪𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀..."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. ))

"𝗢𝗿 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Noctis gaze brightened a tad bit as he smiles as he grabs a few designs on the table before turning to him to sign.

"Oh, you have no idea. To put it clearly, barely anyone touched this type of magic as their main study in our year so I'm glad to dive in deep with my affinity and didn't have to struggle searching all the books I need in the library prior to joining the school."

Golden eyes holds a passionate gleam as he shares his designs as he continues to 'speak'.

"We know that runes are basically the language of the world but sigils differs in which the user can make personal edits to the language. In terms of capability, I could draw sigils in the air but I'll stick with my book as my conduit as of now until I get a better control of my magic. Don't wanna get ahead of myself. Seriously, you have no idea how versatile this in spite of its broadness. I could basically can do anything with it!"

He shows Silven one of his designs.

"Starting with this, see this rune? I could do all sorts with it: Elemental Invocation, Delayed Activation Trap, Conceptual Attacks."

And another.

"Here are runes that can help villages! See this? Put this sigil onto a well and everyone can get purified water. And here's another design I made-"

Noctis Sylas is clearly passionate about his brand of magic and what he could make use of it for everyone that it really brought a smile to his own face without realising.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐞. ))

(( 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐟-𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐮𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝... ))

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞—𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭. ))

[silven-grenvalden]

"Today's National Strawberry Day so I thought I'd get you a little something, my sunshine!"

Fyona has never been this excited in a long while. It felt like a 180 to the anxiety incarnate she had been up to them being official, she was shaking with much vim as she presents to him:

"Hi!"

The plushie of the young knight waves enthusiastically at Silven as she holds it up to him in the palms of her hands.

"Isn't the little strawberry just adorable, darling?" She gushes as the plushie preens with a big smile and waves again, "Hellooo!"

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗪𝗵𝗮—? 𝗢𝗵! 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀... 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗲!

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(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞... ))

(( 𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝...? 𝐒𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐲! ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗿𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁! 𝗛𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲, 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗺𝗲! 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵, 𝗙𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗮!

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞... ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲... 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆!

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲? 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗢𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀... 𝗔𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗶, 𝘁𝗼𝗼!

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(( 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐚, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧—𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝—𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬. ))

(( 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬— 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. ))

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀? 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻?

At first, a heavy silence reigned in the atmosphere in the dormitory hallway until light shuffling is heard behind the door. Its lock clicks before the handle turns to reveal the black haired male behind the doorway.

Dim golden eyes glance at emerald hues as Silven was greeted with an aloof expression from Noctis before the male decided to leave the door, inviting the redhead inside without a word or sound as he simply approaches his study desk filled with perfectly well written notes and assignments along with his self study focusing on his rune and sigil magic and/or designs.

However, on the side of his desk, trashes of crumpled up paper and parchment piled up in a bin - causing a few to fall to the ground - as the black haired male sighed silently before he sat on his desk chair.

He remains uncommunicative before he turns his distant expression towards Silven as his hands raise into sign as he attempts to smile at him. It turned out weak in the end.

"Is there something you need at this time, Silven?"

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. ))

(( ... 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ ...

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(( 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗠𝗺...

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ))

"𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗢𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁... 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆."

[silentsigilist-noctis]

Golden eyes widened a fraction bit for a second upon seeing Silven's hands before it laced as Noctis smile turns a bit more sincere.

He signs back in response after a bit more thought.

"That is alright, Silven. I had already finished the assignment Professor Zorya assigned. Plus, I don't wanna bother your own studying since we're in our final year. Though..."

His eyes had that far off look before he let out a huff, shaking his head briefly before he signs.

"Nevermind. I would love your presence here with me. It's.. lonely by myself with my own thoughts as my only company."

Despite everything, he doesn't wanna push away one of the few real friends he had in his life. Plus, it's Silven - one of the people who sees him in his vulnerable moments throughout their school years. One that sees him as an equal despite his mutism.

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬, 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟. ))

(( 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥... 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰. ))

"𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁. 𝗔𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗵, 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲. 𝗪𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽𝘀..."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝. ))

"𝗢𝗿 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗰𝘂𝘀, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘁𝘆."

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧... 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬. ))

[silentsigilist-noctis]

(( 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐙𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐚, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧—𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝—𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬. ))

(( 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝... 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬— 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. ))

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗡𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘀? 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗲, 𝗦𝗶𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗻. 𝗖𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻?

At first, a heavy silence reigned in the atmosphere in the dormitory hallway until light shuffling is heard behind the door. Its lock clicks before the handle turns to reveal the black haired male behind the doorway.

Dim golden eyes glance at emerald hues as Silven was greeted with an aloof expression from Noctis before the male decided to leave the door, inviting the redhead inside without a word or sound as he simply approaches his study desk filled with perfectly well written notes and assignments along with his self study focusing on his rune and sigil magic and/or designs.

However, on the side of his desk, trashes of crumpled up paper and parchment piled up in a bin - causing a few to fall to the ground - as the black haired male sighed silently before he sat on his desk chair.

He remains uncommunicative before he turns his distant expression towards Silven as his hands raise into sign as he attempts to smile at him. It turned out weak in the end.

"Is there something you need at this time, Silven?"

[silven-grenvalden]

(( 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝. ))

(( ... 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ))

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(( 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐍𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬... ))

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(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. ))

(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. ))

"𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁. 𝗢𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁... 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘆."