The Student Council Chamber was a circular room, its stone walls draped in the colors and emblems of the four Houses :
The wolf of Igris, the deer of Sylvian, the sun of Solheim, and the red serpent of Dravon.
Four crests.
Four thrones.
But today, it was war in robes.
At the center of the chamber, standing atop the raised dais, ElsaHume—the student council president—spoke.
Bleu hair braided tight down her back, her gaze was just as cold as the power she wielded.
— "Today, we gather… to address an official complaint. A charge brought against one of our own."
She didn't smile.
She never smiled.
— "The representative of House Dravon, Goethe Faust, stands accused by Johanna Beatrice Don Quixotte of House Solheim. Accused of defamation, abuse of power… and media manipulation."
Her eyes, glacial as her tone, swept the room. Then she locked onto Johanna.
— "But why is the victim not speaking for himself ?"
Johanna didn't flinch.
