{Elira}
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[Finally! How was it? What topic did His Royal Frostiness teach today? And… did he give you a hard time?]
A small, involuntary smile tugged at the corner of my lips.
I typed back: [He taught about 'Negotiation Leverage in Pack Trade Relations'. He didn't say a word to me. Just taught, took questions, and left.]
Seconds later: [That sounds like him. Didn't even glare at you?]
[Not once.]
Lennon sent a laughing emoji, followed by: [Seems like he was in an excellent mood. You survived. Proud of you, Elira.]
[Thank you,] I replied. Then added after a pause: [How's Rennon?]
[He's in the lab now, prepping for tomorrow's lecture,] Lennon wrote.
[Said to tell you not to skip lunch tomorrow. And yes, he really worries that you will forget to eat.]
Warmth spread in my chest at that.
[Tell him I won't forget. I promise.]
[Good girl,] Lennon texted, adding a teasing wink. [I will check up on you later, okay?]
