<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian held tightly to Ayla, reaching out with his other hand and plucking the feather out of it before sending it back home. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Well everybody, that was the truth. How the rumormill will interpret that isn’t any of my business.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> He was about to turn away with the other two, but an idea came to mind. He looked at Tessa, and gave her a sad smile.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"> “If only you were more patient with your students. But you will be seeing that soon”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">His mouth hanging open, Ordenel couldn’t do anything but watch the situation unfold and develop further If it had been anyone besides Lucy in that circle he would have stopped it, but there was nothing he could do to him even if he tried.</span>