While the students in the bustling banquet hall were focused on the crimson envelopes slowly drifting down from the sky, the black-haired imperial princess silently approached her target.
Roel was dumbstruck by the delectable treat offered to his mouth. He could have never imagined that Lilian would be so bold even when they were already back at the academy.
Their relationship was no longer the same after the experiences they shared, but there were still many obstacles between them. Just the restriction from Emperor Lukas was a huge hurdle for them to overcome.
Lilian had received a handwritten letter from Emperor Lukas forbidding her from approaching any member of the Ascart House. She still couldn’t understand why the latter would impose such a restriction, but as an imperial princess, she had to obey his will. At the very least, she mustn’t be caught explicitly defying his edict.
Such a public display of affection was definitely out of the question.
“Senior, there are too many people here.”
Roel tried to reject her, but right after he said those words, Paul Ackermann suddenly walked over with a platter in hand. With his body, he concealed the two of them from the rest of the crowd.
“Quick, we don’t have much time. Ah—” urged Lilian.
Looking at Paul’s cover and listening to Lilian’s urging, Roel found himself utterly dumbfounded. Afraid that others would see them, he could only quickly lean forward and gobble up the cake on Lilian’s fork before anxiously returning to his original position.
Satisfied, Lilian casually walked past him, as if nothing had happened between them.
Thanks to the music accompaniment and the crimson envelope cakes, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was pushed to a new high. Most of the female students who were already full from the earliest feast unhesitatingly dug into the crimson cake, lending support to the theory that women did indeed have a separate stomach for desserts.
After confirming that no one had noticed their earlier interaction, Roel heaved a sigh of relief. His nervousness faded, but when he looked at Lilian’s departing silhouette, his face swiftly reddened.
Despite having just fed Roel with her fork, she showed no intention of changing her cutlery. Her amethyst eyes narrowed slightly as she tasted the dessert herself with the same fork before smiling sweetly.
Roel felt helpless at Lilian’s actions. Meanwhile, Paul watched the interaction between the red-faced Roel and the gleeful Lilian from the side, and a warm smile crept onto his lips.
My imperial sister and big brother Roel are made for each other!
Paul couldn’t help but recall how Lilian approached him a few days ago to ask for his help.
“Paul, I hope that you can become the bridge of communication between Roel and I in the academy.”
It was such a rare request coming from the proud Lilian that Paul agreed to it without a second t
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