A while later, Madam Alfoy broke the silence. "I have heard quite a few interesting things about your recent achievements in the Eastern Realms, Solomon. I have also heard a lot about how you are dealing with my family."
She leaned forward slightly. "Let us start with how you beat my son, Marco."
"It was just a normal, sanctioned duel in the academy arena," Solomon responded casually.
"I was not talking about the arena duel," Madam Alfoy corrected smoothly. "I was talking about the incident where you marched directly into the second-year residential wing and punched my son in the face, which is exactly what prompted him to challenge you to that duel in the first place."
Solomon gulped nervously. He opened his mouth, desperately trying to formulate a valid excuse for assaulting a senior student in their own dorm.
