"I wonder who is going to win."
Professor Keith tilted his head slightly to the right, wearing an innocent, curious expression as he looked across the classroom.
He seemed genuinely interested in hearing the students' opinions, as though they were discussing the winner of an ordinary competition rather than an election that would soon pit the academy's factions against one another.
"Professor, it's obviously going to be Prince Tristin."
Basil Evermont stood up and adjusted his black-and-cream academy blazer.
After straightening its front, he extended his right hand towards Tristin, who sat among his companions with a pleased smirk.
Basil's confidence was clear.
He spoke as though the result had already been decided and everyone else was simply waiting for the announcement.
"Yeah, the Royal Blue Faction is going to get the title."
A noble lady called out from another part of the classroom.
