Chapter 12

They made their way to Solstice Hall. If Elysian Hall was impressive, this was on another level entirely. The architecture was flawless. Security guards stood at the entrance, arms crossed, faces blank. These weren't school staff—these were private security, hired by students whose parents thought regular protection wasn't good enough for their precious heirs. "They have their own guards?" Lydia whispered, eyeing the men in dark suits.