Scene: Royal Tournament Arena – Day of the Finals

‎‎Trumpets blared. Rose petals rained down from enchanted clouds. The final match of the Grand Interschool Magic Tournament was about to begin…

And Zephyr Arclight was hiding behind a banner with a sandwich in one hand and his mop slung over his shoulder.

‎‎ “They said I wouldn’t have to fight again,” he mumbled.

‎“I cleaned the arena. That should count for something.”

‎‎From the stands, Arwen and Selena watched nervously.

‎‎Arwen: “He’s going to get dragged in again.”

Selena: “Statistically speaking, yes. Also… she’s here.”

‎‎Enter: Princess Althea von Astrid Lumeria

•‎National Duelist Champion.

•‎Fourth-ranked Archsword Mage in the empire.

‎‎•Also: Very beautiful. Very dangerous. Very… sparkly.

‎‎She walked onto the stage in gleaming silver armor, her long blonde hair fluttering dramatically behind her. She raised her sword and pointed it at—

‎‎“Zephyr Arclight!” she declared.

‎“I challenge you! Right here, right now!”

‎‎Crowd: Gasps. Cheering. Magical camera orbs spin into place.

‎Zephyr slowly stepped out from behind the banner, still chewing.

‎‎ “...Hi. I’m off-duty.”

‎‎Princess Althea: “Your raw mana stunned three dragons. You purged a cursed relic with a mop. You made me trip in the hallway and said ‘oops’ without looking back. I haven’t stopped thinking about it.”

“Wait. That’s why you’re challenging me?”

‎Duel Begins

‎The ground split. Arcane runes ignited. Althea’s blade shimmered with divine light.

‎She charged, her strike capable of cutting through mountains—

Zephyr… leaned back slightly.

‎Her sword missed by a millimeter.

‎Zephyr flicked his mop once.

CLANG!

‎Althea’s sword flew out of her hand and embedded itself in the arena wall.

‎Silence.

‎‎Zephyr blinked.

‎‎“...Did I win?”

Princess Althea: Kneeling?!

‎‎ “Please… accept me.”

‎Zephyr froze mid-bite.

‎‎“Accept what?”

‎‎“My feelings. I’ve fallen for you.”

‎Crowd: LOUDER GASPS

‎•Arwen nearly fell out of her seat.

•‎Selena’s face went red.

•‎Drakynia actually roared and burned her tournament snack stand.

‎Rosalia (praying): “Another soul joins the faithful.”

‎Zephyr: Confused. So, so confused.

‎“...I really just wanted to finish my lunch.”

‎End of Chapter 9

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