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Lilie walked with Salem, the trip mercifully uneventful. Admittedly she was probably a little more on edge than she should have been. But getting to the bottom of Salem's problem provided some much needed relief--he didn't question her further, thankfully, and as good as he had been with her, she just wasn't ready to share the root of her issues with vampires. Maybe not ever, but Salem's current problem took precedent so that was that. She did take advantage and take a good look around as they walked. As she spotted the Library, she made sure to keep a note where it was; just because she had poor control doesn't mean it had to stay that way. On the contrary, she needed to do her best and pull out ahead. Good grades meant good progress which meant victory! There was yet to be a course that she couldn't ace, and just because it was magic didn't mean she had any intention to slack off.

She couldn't help but overhear a snippet of the conversation that had been happening when they arrived. This year's Sanguinem would be taking place [i]here[/i]? Granted, it wouldn't be for some time, but that was certainly something if the Academy was to host the normally violent event. Most people used it as a chance to get back at someone that had wronged them, but she couldn't imagine participating for reasons like that. She always preferred Chaend, anyway, even if she was biased because it coincided with her birthday. But both of those were far off, anyway; Sanguiem wasn't until June, and Chaend wasn't until March.

Once Salem spoke, Lilie listened carefully, catching his nervous look. She gave him an assuring smile, though she wasn't sure why he was so nervous. He was just asking where his belongings had gone, there wasn't anything wrong with that, right?

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