The journey east.

House Pegasus, located to the east within its own private courtyard, can only be accessed through the Academics Hall. Having to pass through the winding corridors of the school will take longer but you are left with little choice.

Entering the simple wooden door, you cut through the library. Only a few of its inhabitants even spare you the slightest look, too engrossed in their studies. Soon, you are in the main hall and you turn to your right, passing mostly empty classrooms. A few doors are open and professors can be seen within, already preparing for next week's lessons. When you come to the room used by Professor Solomon, the door is closed but the muffled sounds of bangs and clanging can be heard from within. More than likely the sounds of the artificing workshop Noah had mentioned. You are tempted to peek inside to see what they are up to, or at least catch a glimpse of the sexy little gnome you assume to be covered in sweat, but decide to press on.

"Excuse me." You hear a voice call out from behind you.

Spinning around, you find Rhoslyn Eldric approaching, her brown curls bouncing with every step. The beautifully bronzed skin of your classmate contrasts perfectly with the white shirt of her uniform and her dark eyes regard you kindly.

"Oh, hey. Rhoslyn, from illusions class, right?" You inquire, attempting to play it cool.

"Yeah. That's me." She admits with a smile. "You're friends with Lee Hanagan aren't you?"

"That's right." You answer.

"I was wondering if you knew where I could find him. I..." The wyvern girl hesitates. "I would really like to speak with him. I already stopped by House Phoenix but he wasn't in."

"Um..." You try to think back to last night's conversation. "He didn't say he had any plans today. If he isn't at House Phoenix, maybe try Delmorgan Park. I think he likes to hang out there."

"Thank you so much." Rhoslyn says, reaching out to gently touch your arm. "I'll try there."

With that, she turns to head in the direction of the park. You watch her walk away for a minute, enjoying the way her skirt bounces around the curves of her rear, curious if her skin is so exquisitely tanned all over. Rhoslyn looks over her shoulder to give you a friendly wave as she is about to turn down a side hallway and you slightly blush, feeling as if you had been caught red-handed. Once she is out of sight, you ponder what it must be like to have a girl from such a prominent family find you interesting instead of contemptible.

On your way once more, you soon find yourself in the private courtyard of House Pegasus. Lush green grass and brightly colored wildflowers grow across every inch of the space. Two redbud trees, with their vibrant leaves, guard the opening of a tall circular wall encompassing what can only be described as a tower in the center. Tiny rabbits prance through the flowers while hummingbirds flutter around collecting nectar. Despite it being mid fall, the courtyard looks to be frozen in perpetual spring.

The tower is built of white stone and its perfectly rounded exterior reaches upwards to the sky without a single blemish. Frosted glass windows wrap around the lower levels, while higher up they are so clear you question if they even have panes installed. Similar to the other houses, the two large wooden doors are carved with the image of a winged horse rearing its front legs high.