Lilith turned.
Zane was already there.
Leaning against one of the old wooden posts near the training courtyard, arms folded, as if he had been there for a while.
As usual, with no faculty coat, no insignia, just dark training clothes and that same unreadable calm that always made it impossible to tell whether he was relaxed, calculating or both, as he was capable of k*illing a person without moving a hair on his head.
Lilith tightened her grip on the hilt of her practice blade.
“You disappeared.”
“So did you.”
“And, where exactly did I disappear to?.”
“Well, to begin with, you aren’t supposed to be here.”
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
“Neither are you.”
That earned her the smallest shift in his expression. Almost a smirk.
Almost…then it was gone again.
Silence stretched betwe
