Chapter 90 - Withdrawal Symptoms of Happiness. (1/2)

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Lith was one of the Kingdoms that answered those cries for help and alliance, Lith and the Kingdom of Dulein.​​

Two of the most powerful Kingdoms of the Continent, one with a powerful army and extensive strategic position near the Kingdom of Halse and the other with extensive financial resources. Those were extraordinarily powerful allied for the poor refugees and General Levy. They brought hope to the nation and salvation to the people of Halse.

However, Halse was in no way a Kingdom of weak people, even if they had discharged the honor and their vow to protect their own people. They had the best fighters and warriors in the world.

The way they dominated the sword and the magic over nature had transcended to astonishing levels, and so, the war against two peaceful countries was disastrous a bloodbath. However, the Kings of those two countries never conceded defeat, if the people of General Halse were still fighting, they swore to help them.]

The Academy's cafeteria was filled again to the brim with people, even the windows were packed with snoopers with their cameras ready to record the battle within two of the most powerful warriors on the campus.

”Princess Anne, you are not thinking of eating that much,” Billie wanted revenge. For a few days now, he had been in a cold war with his dear darling, John. He had asked him what did he sell his soul for? However, John didn't answer, not even after threatening to stop their relationship.

However, Billie was the one missing his sweet darling more than John, or so he thought. The time they spent together was reducing as Billie had chosen the artistic path while John was in the magic faculty and the economics path at the same time.

So, they only had time to see each other during the night or at mealtime but… recently, John had been avoiding him without remorse and had chosen to eat with his friends. Billie had no choice but to sit with Anne and challenge her, not because he wanted to rant and complain to someone.

”I am not eating that much,” Anne said while showing a small piece of fruit tart to her mouth, ”this is just enough for a girl like me.”

”You are insane, you are going to be sick if you continue eating like a pig!” Billie wanted to take the fruit tarts from her. ”This is not the way to complain!”

He shoved a piece of chocolate truffle cake in his mouth too.

”Are you telling me off for complaining?!” Anne took another piece to her mouth, ”You are the one ranting here…”

”I am not!”

”You are!”

”Then you are also…” he smiled triumphantly when the little princess fisted her hand on her fork.

Tia was watching their little show of how many cakes they can devour because they miss their partners. Her Princess Anne was making a withdrawal from her Henry doses these days. She had always been used to the gentleness and shows of love from the boy with green emerald eyes, but now that he was even forbidden to send messages during his training, Anne was having strange symptoms.

First. She waked up earlier than usual to write an extensive thesis on how to grow happiness in not that wealthy countries. Furthermore, she arrived at several conclusions after deciding the correct method to measure the increase of satisfaction in the individuals. One of her obvious conclusions was food. The richer the food, the healthy and joyful the people will be. So she ate food. Lots of it.

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Even the Academy sent help. Though, the only way they give some ȧssistance came in name of healers and medicine. Even some instruments and development for war. They were not proud of that, but looking at the immense battle and the loss of lives, even the students of the knights club left their studies to join the battle. Then the Academy elders decided to intervene.]

”You can't win against me, little young man,” Anne was eating her second pie and was already preparing her fork for the third one. Tia was now truly concerned and wanted to stop the ridiculous battle, but Anne's eyes these days didn't seem normal.

”Hah… don't worry about me, little Princess, even if I have to sell my soul twice I will win this… auch!”

A smack landed painfully on his head. Someone had thrown a plate to his head from afar. How did that happen? Well, the only answer was magic.