<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><i><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 18px">Ian, The Teacher</span></span></i></span>​</div><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)">"Don't worry."</span>Annie said to Astrea, giving the noblewoman an authentic smile.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)">"Ah'm sure you'll do just fine. Ah can tell yer pretty tough, 'specially if you were able to defeat Mr. Ian."</span><br/><br/>At the words, Astrea tilted her head in confusion. Unsure if the blond woman was being condescending or not.<br/><br/>She watched as Annie had a minor panic attack thereafter. Apparently, David hadn't told Annie, or any of the students most likely, that he was nobility. She could tell because he was currently chuckling mischievously at Annie's reaction. Reveling in her surprise. This couldn't be the first time he'd played this trick on someone.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 102, 255)">"How am ah supposed to talk ta ya?"</span>Annie asked the pair finally. And before Astrea could get a word in, Ian interjected. Sounding mirthful, but also informative.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Don't worry about it too much Annie. Nobility can find improper decorum in just about anything a commoner does. You'll have to deal with a lot of difficulty in that area at White Castle. But despite that, rest assured no harm will come to you or your friends over something as silly as decorum. Things like flogging will be the least of your worries." </span>Ian said arching a brow at Astrea. She stayed silent on the matter. Not interested in blatantly opposing his words.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"You won't have to worry as long as you're on school grounds. Though if it really bothers you, you can always take an elective in Noble Etiquette. Learn how to speak, and write, and act like a proper lady of rank. Though i don't think something like that would suit you."</span>Ian concluded, settling back into his spot.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Ah and also don't call me milord. Just Ian or Professor or Teacher is fine. Milord makes me sound like my father."</span>He said waving a hand dismissively.<br/><br/>Astrea watched the interaction raptly. Learning as much about Annie, as she did with Ian.