Luther's POV
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12:25AM, Outside the Male dormitory buildings.
He should be on his way upstairs to get some much-needed rest. After all, Lysandra said she'd break her spell on him in the morning.
But he couldn't sleep.
Instead, he sat on the steps leading to one of the dormitory buildings, staring into the night sky.
The rest of the academy was quiet. Asleep. He was probably the only one out by this time—save maybe for some professors away from the residential section, either busy with their own thing or cross-checking wards.
His mind still replayed everything that happened during the summoning of Lysandra's... "Mother". Or whoever the hell that was.
After the summoning and everything revealed, he questioned himself deeply. If this "love spell" was truly active why wasn't he no longer thinking of Lysandra?
