Bab 31: Dante
Shaking herself from her encounter, Lyra hurried on towards the library, her mind refocusing on her mission. She slipped inside the cavernous room, the scent of ancient books and dusty parchment enveloping her like a comforting blanket.
As she made her way towards the section on alchemy, she suddenly collided with a tall, solid figure. Lyra stumbled back, an apology already forming on her lips, but the words died in her throat as she looked up into the face of the man she had bumped into.
He was strikingly handsome, with chiseled features and piercing eyes that seemed to see straight into her soul. Lyra felt a shiver run down her spine, a sense of unease mingling with the undeniable attraction she felt towards this stranger.
"I'm so sorry," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't see you there."
The man smiled, a slight curve of his lips that didn't quite reach his eyes. "No need to apologize," he said, his voice smooth and cultured. "I should have been paying more attention myself. But tell me, what brings a lovely young lady like yourself to the library so late at night?"
Lyra hesitated, unsure how much to reveal to this stranger. But there was something about him, a sense of power and authority that made her feel compelled to answer. "I'm studying," she said simply, hoping he wouldn't press for more details.
The man nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "A noble pursuit," he said, his tone almost approving. "I'm always pleased to see students taking their education seriously. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Dorian, a senior here at Ashborne Academy."
Lyra's eyes widened, recognition dawning on her. She had heard whispers about Dorian, rumors of his incredible Essence abilities and his influential family. He was a legend at the academy, a figure both admired and feared by his peers.
"It's nice to meet you," Lyra said, trying to keep her voice steady. "I'm Lyra, a first-year student."
Dorian's smile widened, a glint of something unreadable in his eyes. "Lyra," he repeated, as if savoring the sound of her name. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I do hope our paths cross again."
With that, he inclined his head in a slight bow and strode past her, disappearing into the shadows of the library. Lyra stood there for a moment, her heart racing and her mind whirling with questions.
There was something about Dorian that both intrigued and unsettled her, a sense of danger and mystery that she couldn't quite shake. She knew that he was not someone to be trifled with, that beneath his polished exterior lurked a power and a darkness that could rival even Adrian's.
But even as she tried to push the thoughts of Dorian from her mind and focus on her studies, Lyra couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of their paths crossing again. She knew that she was walking a dangerous line, that the world of Ashborne Academy was full of secrets and hidden agendas. But with her growing mastery of alchemy and her unshakable determination.
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