"What…?"
Gavin's eyes widened in pure shock.
Celestina and the red-eyed boy turned to Edge as well.
The former's gaze widened, while the latter—though still composed—seemed slightly more interested now.
'Whether she is here on academy business or for that of the great clans does not matter... I need her to leave, or dying will be the least of my worries.'
If any of the rumors were true, then King Ragnar Frost would make Edge experience true hell if anything were to happen to his daughter.
With a dark expression, Edge turned toward Celestina and spoke a bit louder, trying to mask the tremble in his voice.
"I apologize for the inconvenience, Your Highness. Since the director is no longer here, I am currently the only one available to assume the position. For now, I am acting as the temporary director. If you are comfortable, you may, of course, discuss your business with me instead, or you may return at another time when this internal matter is settled."
