"You can leave now, except for Ezra Ashenlocke."
Aldric said it calmly.
Veda, Starke, and the rest of the students who had been called forward gave slight bows before turning around and leaving the area. Their footsteps gradually mixed with the sound of conversations from the main hall as they returned to the other members of the Golden Circle.
Soon, only Ezra remained with the Third Prince and his close followers.
The atmosphere around them became noticeably quieter.
Ezra stood calmly, his glass of fruit wine still in one hand, while Aldric watched him for a few seconds as if deciding where to begin.
"Ezra Ashenlocke…"
The Third Prince finally spoke.
His golden eyes rested on Ezra with a curious look.
"What do you think about your Young Lord and the Drakes Mainline's decision?"
He asked calmly.
Ezra didn't need much time to think.
"If I look at it from their view…"
He replied without hesitation.
