“In that case then shouldn't you feel honored,” The words slipped out of Saraphina's mouth so casually, so quickly that she instantly slapped both hands over her nose, mouth and jaw. Her head jerked in Edwain's direction. Edwain had just sat with his back against the arm rest. He had repicked up the book he had been reading earlier, unwilling to respond to her clip of the tongue.

“I've rarely seen you interested in a book. What's it about?”

“You're as noisy as ever, you might want to fix that. It's a rather, awkward quality in a guy don't you think?”

“True, but I don't have to pretend to be a guy for almost half a day, why start-”

“Because if you don't you wont even get through the first twenty-four hours. Why don't you go change.”

“Fine, I will, but on one condition.”

“Of course princess, your last request before I no longer have to serve you.”

“There's food on this thing right?”

“T-that's it?”

“Don't be so upset Edwain, grandmother had called me out so early in the morning I didn't even have a chance to eat lunch, I'm starving. Besides, did you really think I would change in the same room as you?”

“Fine, fine, I'll go.” Edwain muttered as he put the book back down and made his way towards the exit. He glanced back before closing the door. Saraphina was already unbuttoning her top, she didn't even notice his eyes as she pulled it off revealing her undershirt. Edwain turned back and walked out of the booth and started heading towards the main booth.

“It's not even noon yet...”

“She's been really compliant. The witch was right... Oh well, it can't be helped now.” Edwain muttered, his mind going back to when Mary Rosewood had teleported him unwilling only a few days prior to tell him her proposal. She had completely ignored Edwain's pleases that this would end horrible for both families. That was to be expected though, the Rosewood family had always only thought of what was best for them and the country. At least she still had the country in mind, but so far magic users had done nothing but suffered under her leadership.

“I don't want Saraphina to make the same mistakes I did. I understand that you think I am being very unreasonable right now, but please have faith in Saraphina. I don't think Saraphina will be very keen to this idea either, but the female academy is still newly established and frankly the hindrance that women are no longer allowed to learn even the basics of combat has bothered me since the rule was passed. I have no choice but to enforce the rule for all female bodies within these walls. I know it is petty to treat Saraphina differently, but as a Rosewood how can she possibly lead without any knowledge on the world she is getting involved in. Saraphina has lived a very sheltered and peaceful life, but I fear that will very soon come to an end. I beg you, not as a Rosewood, but as a grandmother, protect Saraphina and help her uncover the truth.”

“She became very vague after that. This is such a-” Edwain wasn't watching where he was heading as he made his way into a crowded booth. On one side was a bar filled with various types of people. This train was mostly meant for those with a lot of class, who wanted to travel to the other side of the country in a peaceful manner. In fact it was the quickest train to do so, however due to the price only those of wealth were on board.

Edwain had shoved shoulders with a taller old man, his eyes glared down on him for a moment. “Oh, a witch,” the man muttered. The room because awkwardly silent, Edwain hadn't paid much attention, but as he entered further there was quite a bit of chatter coming from everyone. Now, after the small accident of running into someone everyone became silent, and there eyes directed towards him.

That's right, outside of the academies and the Rosewood village, common people still had quite the issue with magic users due to past incidences. There are always dark horses inside every crowd, but it only takes a few lone wolves to label a whole group of people.

“Humans, magic or not, are such shitty human beings,” Edwain muttered.

He turned his body toward the male he brushed up against, even though the man had his back to him and was continuing on his way. “I am truly sorry for running into you. It was my fault, please forgive me.”

“Damn right it was,” the man muttered brushing his hand against the shoulder blade of his dark gray suit.

Edwain could feel his eye twitch as he watched the male, “I didn't even run into him there...” he thought watching the man make such a fuss over it and causing the atmosphere in the room to become colder. “Guess it can't be helped,” Edwain thought, a thin smile crossing his face.

At this point he could hear the chattering of the room, slow whispers of everyone trying to read his mind. It was a rather awkward sight, after all Edwain was a very easy going person even for a magic user. However, he was strong enough to easy remove this train from it's tracks or just blow the whole cart up with one flick of a finger. If any of them truly knew how powerful magic users where when things such at compassion and consciousness weren't involved would they still say sure ridiculous things?

If any of them held the magic abilities Edwain did would they simply bow their head? Edwain knew he could make everyone fall, but something about crushing ants didn't amuse him. No, not considering the thousands of magic users who died to make this country a possibility for weaklings to have just as much- no; more rights, than magic users. He wasn't willing to be the one to demolish everything.