Chapter 4 A taste of Jealousy
Meanwhile, Kael stood in front of the ancient door where the broken pieces of the heavenly pearl were kept. Thick shields of magic wrapped around the door like glowing chains, crackling with old power. He raised a hand and checked the shield, his expression unreadable.
Footsteps echoed behind him.
Sirena appeared, her face twisted with jealousy and bitterness.
“Why did you let her go?” she demanded, folding her arms. “She intentionally ran into you because she wanted your attention.”
Kael didn’t even look at her. He pressed his palm against the shield, checking its strength.
“The shield is still intact,” he said calmly. “That means they haven’t come in here.”
Sirena clenched her jaw. She hated being ignored.
“Should I get rid of her?” she asked coldly. “She’s just a lowly fairy anyway.”
Again, he said nothing. He just continued inspecting the ancient markings before lowering his hand and turning away. His cloak moved like a shadow behind him as he walked off.
Sirena’s nails dug into her palm. She hated the way he always dismissed her like she was nothing. She wanted his attention, but he never looked at her unless he needed something.
She started to run after him again, determined not to lose his presence, but someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
She rolled her eyes instantly. “What now, Xavier?”
Xavier leaned against the wall, his eyes amused and cold at the same time. “Come to my room,” he said lazily. “We can drink. Or spar. You know, something interesting.”
Sirena gave him a slow, cold smile. “I am not interested.”
He smirked. “You always say that.”
Her eyes glowed golden, shifting like wildfire. She stepped closer to him. “You will leave me… and go to your room… and have a good sleep.”
Her voice was soft, hypnotic.
Instantly, Xavier’s expression changed. His eyes became unfocused, his face blank.
“Yes…” he muttered like he was in a trance. He bowed slightly and walked away obediently without another word.
Sirena smirked darkly. “Good boy,” she whispered before turning and heading the same direction Kael went, her anger still simmering.
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Lyra was going to her room after class, dragging her feet slowly on the pathway. She was really tired. Today the fairies were taught how to bring out their wings and put it back in, and it was so embarrassing because everyone did it so easily, like they have been doing it since they were born. But she… she couldn’t even make the smallest glow appear. The instructor had stared at her with wide eyes like he saw something unbelievable.
“It is the easiest thing for every fairy,” he had said, but she still couldn’t do it.
Lyra sigh as she walked, hugging her books to her chest. Her head was hurting from trying so hard. She just wished she could go home and sleep or maybe talk to her mum. She really missed her mum. Everything here was so new and strange.
Then she suddenly sighted a figure walking ahead. The long Silver hair and cold posture looked familiar. Lyra blinked and then smiled brightly. She started running toward the figure and tapped the person's back lightly.
The girl slowly turned, her icy purple eyes landing on Lyra with a cold, blank glare that could freeze someone. Lyra didn’t even mind it.
“Remember me?” Lyra asked excitedly. “You’re the one who told me how to enter the school on my first day. You’re also the first person I talked to… aside my mum.”
The girl just stared at her, no emotions on her face at all. Her expression didn’t even twitch.
Lyra smiled more. “We could be friends, right? I think I like you. You’re cute too.”
She lifted her hand to touch her cheek playfully, but before her fingers could land, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind.
Hunter.
He quickly pulled her hand down and bowed respectfully to the girl.
“She is new here,” Hunter said quickly. “I apologize for her behavior.”
The girl stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes sharp and unreadable. Then a slow smirk stretched on her lips.
“Maybe you should watch over her,” she said coldly. “Not everyone will just stare.”
And with that, she turned and walked away gracefully like the whole world belonged to her. Lyra watched her go, blinking, not understanding why Hunter was panicking.
“How can you talk to her like that?” Hunter asked, almost whisper-shouting. “You even wanted to touch her face!”
“What is wrong with that?” Lyra asked innocently, her eyebrow arching slightly.
Hunter ran his hand through his hair. “She is Juniper, Lyra. One of the highest ranks in this school. You can’t just approach her like that. She could have… she could have hurt you or something.”
Lyra didn’t see anything wrong. “She is so pretty,” she said with a big smile.
Hunter just shook his head because he didn’t even know how to explain the dangers to her. Then he started walking away.
“Wait!” Lyra shouted and quickly ran after him.
Behind them, a pair of golden eyes watched.
Sirena.
She had been walking from the opposite direction and stopped immediately when she saw Lyra laughing lightly as she followed Hunter. Her jaw clenched, her nails digging into her palm. The hatred that burned in her chest was sharp and hot.
She remembered the way Prince Kael had touched Lyra’s cheek the other day, the way he stared at her face, the way he didn’t scold her.
Sirena’s eyes darkened.
Just the thought of Lyra being near Kael again made her want to slice the girl’s pretty face into pieces.
She whispered under her breath, “I should’ve ended her the first day…”
But she forced herself to walk away.
For now.
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