The purple hair bounced all the way as Noxian rushed to Xion's side.
"Brother! Did you miss me?" Noxian grinned as he plopped on one side of Xion. Three of the four chairs were full now.
Xion's tense shoulders loosened. "Yeah, how was your training?" He combed the curls that dangled in front of Youngster's forehead.
"It was fine," Noxian said while subtly giving the lady a warning glance.
He simply rested his head on Xion's shoulder, trying to keep his brother away from this woman.
Now, Xion might not be aware, but how could Noxian not know? The moment Darius allowed her to enter the castle, he was ready to fight with the Archduke.
How dare he toy with his brother like this?
It was Serena who stopped him. 'It is not something for you to meddle in. Go and learn how to fight properly. That is the only way you can truly protect him.'
