Ren Patinder - Luna Starweaver
Klein, reading alongside him, couldn't contain his laughter.
"Oh, look at their Lurker faces ('poker faces') on the podium," he murmured, elbowing Ren and pointing toward where Julius and Selphira stood watching the crowd's reaction. "Very difficult to hide..."
Difficult was an understatement.
Julius wore his careful political mask, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward in a way that suggested this particular pairing hadn't been an entirely random chance.
Selphira wasn't even trying to hide her satisfaction. Her smile was sharp enough to cut, directed specifically at certain nobles whose schemes had just been complicated exponentially by academic assignments they couldn't protest without revealing agendas they wanted kept hidden.
Around them, the crowd's reaction was spreading like ripples in a pond.
