Chapter 25 - 25 - Thalia’s Teddy is no more!!

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 - Thalia's Teddy is no more!!

Zeph's POV

The day of my Academy arrival had finally dawned. I took a refreshing bath, luxuriating in the pure water, perfumed oils, and elegant soaps that adorned my new life.

The academy's attire was not only graceful but also exuded an aura of elegance. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

With my attire meticulously donned, I commanded the coachman, "Let's depart."

It would take a mere 8 hours to reach the academy, and I would arrive there before the awakening event commenced.

Elsa had been sent back to Mother with a letter bearing my words, and Isabella was by her side, ensuring their safety.

It would take Mother no more than a day to realize the irreplaceable value of these two.

The carriage continued through the night and into the morning after a brief rest, courtesy of the attentive servants.

However, our journey was soon interrupted. The carriage came to an abrupt halt, prompting me to inquire, "What's happening?" I hadn't anticipated bandits on this route.

Then, I heard a familiar voice, and a heavy sigh escaped me as I realized the owner. It was none other than Thalia.

Thalia's sudden appearance at the carriage stop was quite the spectacle. She greeted me with an uproarious laugh, "Haha... I was waiting here for two days, camping on the side of the road, and finally, I see you again, tedd... I mean Young Master Zeph."

Her voice was overly loud, and her behavior was baffling.

As she tried to enter the carriage, she got a shock, and in a fluster, she stammered, "I-i am really sorry, Young Master. Did you see a huge living teddy in your way?"

But then she noticed the county's insignia and quickly asked, "Are you Zeph's brother?"

My thoughts spiraled as I grappled with this unexpected twist.

It was a problem, as I had assumed that no one could possibly love this ?hippo?

Now, the situation was far more complex than I had anticipated.

I tried to start a conversation, but Zeph was fast asleep in the carriage, his head gently tilted to one side. I couldn't help but study his slumbering form.

In the dappled sunlight that filtered through the carriage window, Zeph slept in an almost regal posture.

His raven hair, though not kissed by moonlight, still possessed a lustrous sheen that caught the sunlight, creating mesmerizing contrasts of shadow and shine.

Even in the daylight, his finely arched eyebrows added to his striking countenance, accentuating the perfection of his features.

Long, dark eyelashes cast delicate shadows on his cheeks, their length and volume adding to the allure of his face.

His lips, bathed in soft daylight, bore a natural rosy hue against the fairness of his skin. Every breath he took was a serene rhythm, a testament to the tranquility that enveloped him.

His chest rose and fell with a grace that could rival even the gentlest of waves on a calm sea.

In his daytime slumber, he was a vision of extraordinary charm, as if the sun itself conspired to enhance his already breathtaking beauty.

Every facet of his visage spoke of a timeless elegance, and in the midst of the day's hustle and bustle, he remained a captivating portrait of grace and allure.

I couldn't help but feel drawn to him, my heart fluttering in response to the captivating sight before me.

It was as if an invisible thread connected us, and in that moment, I couldn't deny the undeniable charm of the man who had once been a mere teddy in my eyes.

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