Chapter 99

I squeezed my eyes a bit, to take a better look as an old, short man shuffled into the hall, supported by a wooden cane. His lips stretched into a smile, his eyes locking on me.

“No so fast, Sir,” a woman’s voice called out from behind him, trying to keep up with his steps. She looked like some kind of assistant.

“Shut up,” the man said, waving her off as he struggled to walk toward us, his gaze never leaving mine. “I’m perfectly fine.”

“Sure, why not,” I heard Kylan mutter under his breath.

“Who is that?” I whispered, curious.

“Principal Sterling,” Kylan answered.

I blinked in surprise, my eyes darting back to the man who clearly needed a hand.

Principal Sterling?

It was the same man who was always on brochures and pamphlets, but I had never seen him before.

“I thought he was too old to walk, and hasn’t left his chambers in ages,” I murmured. “What is he doing here?”

“What do you think?” Kylan replied, releasing my h