Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

As she glided into the room, her entrance was like a burst of sunshine, a radiant smile gracing her features.

Jaegar's attention was instantly captured, and a low whistle of appreciation echoed in his mind.

Her outfit, a striking display of exotic elegance, hugged her form in a way that exuded captivating charm. His gaze roamed over the delicate contours of her figure, each line and curve a reminder of her captivating allure. Her deep brown complexion added even more depth to her beauty, contrasting beautifully with the vibrant colors of her attire.

Jaegar's eyes trailed off to the piece of ample cake on her back. The temptation to reach out and take a bite was overwhelming, but he resisted, not wanting to disrupt the mesmerizing sight before him.

'I wouldn't mind becoming an assman for her.' He thought inwardly as a light smile played on his lips.

With a charismatic flair, she turned her attention to Mr. Gilkes, her voice carrying a hint of familiarity and camaraderie.

"Well, Mr. Gilkes, brought this charming young man, have you? He's quite the looker, and seems to carry himself well. Your knack for spotting intriguing individuals hasn't faded."

Her words prompted Diana to interject, swiftly clarifying, "He's not one of your artists, Mrs. Kirlands. He's my nephew."

A nod from Mr. Gilkes confirmed Diana's statement, and Mrs. Kirlands laughed off the misunderstanding. "Ah, the young boy you used to bring around? My, how he's grown. Definitely grown up into quite a charming young man."

'You too, have grown into an alluring woman,' ran a thought through his mind.

Amid his thoughts, Jaegar observed her closely, momentarily captivated by her allure. "Well, she's certainly a head-turner," he mused inwardly, his assessment of her presence momentarily diverting his attention.

'I guess we'll have to expand the woman list,' he thought with a hint of amusement, his inner musings betraying a trace of humor.

He refocused as Diana's voice reached his ears, pulling him back to the present. "He came to visit me. I'll see him off," Diana declared, prompting Mr.Gilkes to acknowledge their departure.

"We'll cross paths again, young man," Mr.Gilkes remarked, a spark of interest flickering in his gaze.

Jaegar wrinkled his brows, glancing at him one last time before leaving the room. 'I hope I never see you again, for your sake.' He thought inwardly.

As Diana and Jaegar exited the room, Mr.Gilkes remained behind, his gaze fixed on Diana. A knowing smile played at the corners of his mouth, hinting at a secret understanding that he alone possessed.

They talked about what happened in the room and joked about it.

Diana gripped his hand gently as they exited the building together. Standing on the bustling footpath, she looked at him with a fond smile and said, "Sweetie, make sure to come visit me whenever you have some free time, alright?"

Jaegar returned her smile and replied, "Of course, I promise I will." With that, he turned away from her and began walking back to where Charlize was waiting. After navigating through the lively streets for a few minutes, he finally reached the spot where Charlize sat, sipping on a juice.

"Ready to go?" he asked, to which Charlize nodded, placing some money on the table to cover the juice. As they resumed walking, she inquired, "Took you a while?"

Jaegar shrugged with a smirk. "Yeah, some old geezer pulled me into his office."

Charlize chuckled. "You let him?"

Jaegar's smirk widened. "I didn't really have much of a choice."

They eventually arrived in front of a rather rundown store.

Upon entering, Jaegar saw an elderly man seated behind a desk that looked more like a repurposed door. The old man, sitting behind the desk and reading a paper, didn't bat an eye as they walked in.

Charlize motioned for Jaegar to follow as she opened a door in the back of the store, leading to the same room they had entered before.

After a brief moment, they emerged onto the streets of Sphepet Circle. Even though Jaegar maintained his outward calm, he couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder as they seemed to teleport through the door. Charlize noticed his reaction but didn't comment.

As they strolled through familiar streets, Jaegar's thoughts wandered. Everything around him felt just as he remembered, yet he was acutely aware that he himself had changed. The person he used to be no longer defined him.

After a pause, Jaegar spoke up. "Hey, can we make a quick stop at the bank? I need to get some cash."

Charlize agreed, and they detoured to a nearby bank, where Jaegar withdrew the needed funds.

Continuing their walk, they eventually reached the train station that would take them back to the academy. The train journey was brief, but it was filled with easy conversation as they caught up on each other's lives.

Upon arriving at the academy, Jaegar headed toward the dormitories, while Charlize made her way to meet with the headmaster. Having spent some time talking to Jaegar, she had formed a favourable opinion of him, finding him more intriguing than she initially thought.

Jaegar reached the dormitories and headed toward Pierre's room, making his way through the familiar halls. However, his anticipation turned into surprise as he spotted Pierre and Jennifer engrossed in a friendly conversation. It was a sight he couldn't have predicted – Pierre and Jennifer, looking rather cozy.

He approached them and stood before them. Seeing Jaegar, Pierre and Jennifer abruptly stood, staring at Jaegar in disbelief.

"Aren't you dead?" Pierre blurted out, his tone a mix of shock and confusion. The words struck Jaegar like a sudden jolt, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of offence.

"Dude, seriously? You're wishing me dead now? What did I ever do to you?" Jaegar retorted with a hint of exasperation. As Pierre and Jennifer slowly approached him, Jennifer extended a cautious finger and poked his cheek, as if to confirm his reality.

"He's real," she said, astonishment evident in her voice. Jaegar raised an eyebrow at them.

"In the flesh," he confirmed dryly. Pierre then chimed in, his disbelief still apparent.

"We thought… something happened to you," Pierre explained, a mixture of relief and confusion in his tone. Jaegar couldn't help but respond with a hint of sarcasm.

"And you thought I kicked the bucket?" he quipped, his expression mirroring the incredulity he felt.

"Well, you disappeared for more than a year, and the truth about you being an imperial prince is revealed."

As Jennifer and Pierre gathered their thoughts, Pierre went on to explain the speculations that had circulated throughout the academy in Jaegar's absence. Rumours of his supposed demise had spread, fueled by various conjectures.

Pierre revealed that some even believed that the imperial family might have been involved in his disappearance. They went on to recount Angus' unexpected visit to the academy, which had only added to the confusion.

Lost in his own thoughts for a moment, Jaegar pondered his father's actions – or lack thereof – during the time he was away. The complicated relationship between father and son weighed on his mind.

Eventually, they all settled down to talk about the happenings within the academy since Jaegar's apparent vanishing act. He explained that he had been undergoing specialized training with Angelina, which left Jennifer astonished and greatly taken aback.

"The coven witch, Angelina?" Jennifer exclaimed, her eyes wide with both shock and envy.

Jaegar, oblivious to Angelina's fame, simply nodded. He recalled Jeanine mentioning something similar before, but at the time, he hadn't realized the significance of it.

He thought back to what she had done to him and the knowledge she shared with him. He would not have learned the level of magical skills he now possesses if it weren't for her. And how she was able to compress all the arcane knowledge into a single memory and transfer it to his mind. In all those years, he slowly and gradually deciphered the spells, learning them, and understanding them.

It had been a tough journey for him, but he had to thank her for making it less complex. Jaegar didn't need a wand or spell to summon his magic. It was like they were at the tip of his hand. It was his innate talent, which was suppressed by the curse and seal on him. He was like a destructive force of nature.

Jennifer's envious gaze lingered on Jaegar for a moment, prompting him to ask a question that caused a faint blush to colour her cheeks.

"So, are you two an item now?" he inquired with a playful glint in his eyes. Pierre stammered in response, clearly flustered by the implication.

"Jaegar, you know, it all sort of… happened naturally," Pierre attempted to explain, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips.