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CHAPTER 323
~Author's POV~
Riven leaned against the railing of the west wing balcony, arms crossed as his sharp eyes scanned the school grounds below.
His black hair glinted faintly in the afternoon light, but his thoughts weren't on the scenery. They were on her instead.
Dristan appeared a moment later. He stopped beside Riven, folding his arms as well, though his gaze was far colder.
"You're thinking about Valerie, right?" Dristan said flatly.
Riven's lips curved into a wry grin. "What gave me away?"
"You're a poor liar," Dristan replied. "And besides, shouldn't your attention be on your own mate now? Not on mine?"
Riven chuckled softly, though his eyes felt like they held more weight. "I won't deny it. I like Valerie. I was ready to fight for her, you know. But fate has its sense of humour."