A day had passed after talking to Thorne about the dream. Still, I'm hooked up about what happened. Got a little traumatized by what I saw. I didn't know if that scene was just a nightmare or a memory but I am sure that some scenes of my dream were memories since I dreamt about it before. 
“Zai, You'll be late for your trip!”
I heard Callista gromthe living room. I've been telling the girls about the dream also and as always they're supporting me along the process of getting over it. 
“Yeah! I'm coming!” I said and immediately came out of my room. When I was about to say good-bye I was surprised to see her making something from the kitchen. 
“Hold on, I want you to pack this,” he said as she ran towards me, giving me a fresh sandwich and some orange juice. 
“You made this?” I asked in disbelief, Callista isn't fond of cooking yet she cooks rarely. I didn't expect that she'll cook today. 
“Yeah! I tried my Nana’s recipe” she said smiling. “And the Hipocrates Museum is crowded, and I'm sure their food will be empty during breaks, since a lot of people will be there I'm sure of that” she said smiling. 
I smiled at her. “Thanks Cal, You're the best” I hugged her. 
“Alright, that's enough, you'll be late!” She Said. I gave her a last small smile before I went to the door
“Oh and Zai” she called again, I turned to her. 
“Don't be so naughty with Thorne” Her smile turned mischievous, clearly making fun of me. I felt my cheeks grow warm, and I quickly looked away.
“Shut up!” I yelled, slamming the door behind me. My cheeks still burned as I stormed off, trying to shake it off with every step.
 
A few minutes later, three long carriages pulled into the open space of the school. Their navy-colored exteriors gleamed under the light, accented with subtle cream highlights that added an air of elegance.
“Zaira!” 
I heard a familiar voice as I scanned around. I saw Caden waving at the windows of one of the carriages. I waved back and as I was about to go in his direction, Someone coughed behind me, The familiar scent of leather hugging me behind. 
“You're almost late, Miss Coffey” 
I glanced at him turning back, he maintained his impression as a strict teacher yet his eyes softened as my eyes locked into his. 
“Forgive me, Professor,” I said. 
“I can see that Caden invited you to ride on the carriage,” he said coldly yet it gives me shivers
“Thorne, it's just a carriage ride, I'm sure that Caden is not the only student there” I said, assuring him. 
He hummed as he glanced behind me. “Very Well, but promise me you'll be riding in the same carriage I'm in after we leave,” he said. 
I sighed “Alright, I promise” 
“Good, Now go on” he said as I ran towards the carriage until I heard him again.
“Oh and Flower” 
I glanced at him. 
“No funny business, if there is, tell me and I'll bury them into the ground” he said. 
I smiled at him giving her a wink as I ran towards Caden’s carriage. 
“Hey Zai!” Caden smiled at me, and I returned the gesture before stepping into the carriage. Inside, my duty mates were already seated, including Thalia. She didn’t even glance my way, her attention elsewhere, but I didn’t mind. Without hesitation, I took the seat beside Caden, feeling at ease in his presence.
“Sorry for waiting, Professor and I were having a little talk” I said, settling in between Caden and Arlo, finding a comfortable spot as the carriage began to move.
The carriage went silent as I enjoyed seeing the view outside. Thw cardiage was smooth as the kingdom of Vonstein were crowded with villagers. Different stalls in the market, how the children playing in the streets with their little dolls and wooden swords. 
Until Our carriage went to a stop. I looked outside. “What happened?” Thalia asked looking outside. 
“Traffic, It's the first day of the week. Its natural” Arthur leaning his back on the seat. 
I leaned back also trying to close my eyes. This will be a long day, Part of me regretted why I didn't stayed at Thorne's carriage. Besides of being comfortable without be bothered by Thalia’s glances towards me I'll be spending this traffic with him. 
I suddenly opened my eyes when suddenly all if us jumped from where we're seated because of the rock. I looked around as my friends looked confused. 
“Hey! Could you slow down!” Arlo yelled in frustration, his eyes were sore and red. I sighed as I looked at the window. 
I was surprised as the vast blue sea stretched out before me. The waves, a mix of blue and white, crashed against the rocks, while seagulls soared above. In the distance, a dome-shaped palace rose gracefully against the horizon—the Temple of Healing Wisdom.
A few minutes later, we arrived, and I stepped out of the carriage. My pulse quickened as I stood before the gates of the Temple of Healing Wisdom. The massive archway, a light beige-tan color, stood as a testament to history. Sculpted images of Hipocralis helping the people adorned the gate, making it both captivating and meaningful.
The imposing pillars stretched, while intricate carvings and reliefs decorated the façade, adding to the temple’s grandeur.
“The Museum of Healing Wisdom” I said, so breathtaking as I'd been speechless. 
“It's beautiful” I heard Caden beside me as we face the same building. 
“Gather around students” We snapped back into reality as we heard Thorne's voice echo he was holding some paper and immediately turned m to us. 
“I want you all to enjoy the sights and gain experiences and make this as an inspiration. Study and know the characteristics in each anatomy or some related factors that I discussed in the class, tomorrow we will be having a test about it” 
I can hear my classmates sighed in disbelief and irritation yet Thorne doesn't seem to care.
“Alright I encourage you to find a partner, and adter the day you will report to the whole class on what unique information you've found today” he said. 
We nodded in approval. I was looking around to look for a partner when a hand touches my shoulder, I immediately glanced and it was Caden. 
“You know that you'll be my buddy everytime id there's a project” he smiled. I smiled back as I can sense feel a coldness and dark eerie atmosphere, the feeling of raven eyes darkened as he saw me talking to him. 
“A-Alright” I said as I managed to shake off the feeling of Thorne’s dark aura hugging me. 
As we entered the place, a statue of a full body Hipocrates with his staff as he held a long scroll. Caden and I entered the Temple. It was breathtaking. I was loving the whole architecture with a hint of Victorian modern style. Our world is slowly adapting with the ideas in the mortal. It's fascinating—The mix of deep imagination and magic it's breathtaking.  
The hall is spacious, with a high, vaulted ceiling. Decorated with elaborate plasterwork in a similar color. 
Numerous large, ornate chandeliers hang from the ceiling, featuring numerous candle-like lights and a gold or brass finish. 
“Fascinating” I said looking around. 
“It is, now come on, we need to find something to impress the professor,” he said. I immediately followed him, and different old medical instruments were placed in a transparent box, both from the mortal world and this kingdom. 
I Was fascinated yet uncomfortable at the same time, who would have thought that mortals hate doctors, their Doctors used scary instruments such as saws and knives. I checked some of their definitions and a little back history and immediately wrote it down. 
“Zai, you gotta check this out” Caden said, I immediately ran towards him as we entered the room. My heart fluttered as my eyes sparkled. 
The room's floor is a dark gray or brown polished concrete-like material with display cases with glass fronts. They're various skeletons, human bone structures, and other anatomical models. Several full human skeletons and partial skeletal structures are displayed. There are also preserved specimens, likely organs or other body parts, in glass containers.
“This is amazing!” I giddy up as I walked towards the glasses trying to check each bone structure, write it down. 
“I think I heard something more about here, you want to check it out?” he asked as he smiled. 
“One sec I have to write this one” I said. 
“And done, alright, let's go” I said smilingly as we walked away from the exhibit. Few seconds. 
“I heard this is a new donation from the mortal worlds,” he said. 
My brows furrowed. “It seems our world is really exchanging inventions, shouldn't we be afraid of what mortals might do? aside from our differences” I said. 
Caden smiled. “Some mortals know but usually they are somewhat connected to us. I am not sure how that works” he said.
“For example, Professor Ackerman and Zion Blackwell work in the mortal world. Even though they’re still connected to us, they contribute to the magical world by sharing knowledge to enhance our abilities—or by acquiring rare items from the mortal realm, often using the kingdom’s treasures, depending on what’s needed for the kingdom,” he explained.
“Oh wow, that's interesting,” I said. 
“The part that I love about this area is that Thorne Ackerman himself bought this” he pointed at the area, An exhibit for petri dishes with various colonies of microorganisms. 
Surprised as my mouth hung open. “He donated this!?” I asked in disbelief.
I heard him chuckle, “It was so popular before” I said. 
“I am not active about the happenings of this world” I said. 
“I see, here wear protective gear,” he said offering. As we entered the room I was looking around, fascinated again by the exhibit. It was arranged in multiple rows of glass display cases, each containing a petri dish. The dishes are different shades of colors, showing different colonies. 
Light shines down on the display cases, illuminating the petri dishes inside. 
Small magnifying lenses with stands are situated above many of the display cases, likely to aid in closer examination and study of the colonies within.
“Do you know how to use them?” he asked me. 
“N-no” I said. 
“Come” he offered. 
I stepped closer as he picked up one of the petri dishes. He placed it down carefully, leaning in so close I could feel his breath. It made me uncomfortable, but he didn’t seem to notice as he began to explain.
“This part here—you can see them... and this is where you make the adjustment.”
I followed his instructions, adjusting the lens until the microorganisms came into view. They weren’t moving, likely dead due to their environment, but the sight still fascinated me.
“It’s one of my favorites,” he said softly.
I stayed focused, drawn to the tiny forms under the microscope, though his closeness continued to unsettle me. Still, I didn’t move.
A sudden giggle caught my attention, and I quickly looked up. My other duty mates were watching us, their mischievous smiles practically beaming as they stifled more laughter. Their amused looks made it clear they were already reading too much into the situation.
“Arlo? what are you doing?” I asked. 
“We should be the one asking you two, what were you doing?” Arthur asked, grinning. 
I sighed. “Doing an activity” I said as I removed my protective gear as I wrote down my experiences.
“Really now, are you two getting close?” Arlo teased. 
“No!” I exclaimed my brows furrowing. 
They laughed, completely ignoring me, and I rolled my eyes before walking away. I focused on my work, while Caden stayed quiet, his smile lingering as Arlo and Arthur kept up their teasing.
Annoyed, I busied myself looking for other things to distract me. It was a great experience overall, but deep down, I craved something more—something that truly captured my interest.
"Alright, that's enough, guys. You're making Zaira and me uncomfortable—it was just a misunderstanding," Caden cut in, his tone firm but calm.
"Misunderstanding? Sure." Arthur smirked, leaning back. "But, come on, you two look like the perfect pair. Maybe give it a shot?"
"No," I said quickly, glaring at him. "We're just friends. End of discussion.”
"Friends, huh?" Arlo chimed in, nudging Caden with a grin. "I don't know. Friends don’t usually have that look going on."
"Agreed," Arthur added, tapping his chin. "It’s like the perfect setup for one of those forbidden love stories. You know, the ones where—"
“Are they now?”
The playful atmosphere vanished in an instant. Thorne’s deep, cutting voice echoed behind us, silencing everyone like a thunderclap.
We froze, stiff as statues, as I turned to see him standing there. Thorne looked casual enough, but his piercing gaze and the heavy aura surrounding him made my stomach twist. Even Arthur, always the joker, shrank a little under Thorne’s icy stare.
Great
“I didn't know that my activities may help someone get a love story” he said looking at us and he looked at me. 
“I didn't thought, you had admirers,” he said as his eyes pierced. I could sense his jealousy dominating his tone. 
“It's not what you think, professor” I said defending myself. 
“It was all just playful teasing,” I added. 
Our tension was getting thicker as our eyes still darted to each other not looking away. 
“Leave us,” he said, his voice steady yet laced with a quiet authority that made the air heavy. “I want to speak to her. My activities have no place in a love story. Now, leave.”
The others hesitated for a moment, exchanging glances before filing out. Their footsteps echoed faintly as they left, and soon, it was just the two of us. The silence was thick, broken only by the faint hum of the environment.
“Aren’t you too obvious, Professor?” I teased, trying to diffuse the tension, though my heart raced under his unyielding gaze.
“I don’t care,” he said bluntly, taking a slow step toward me. “What did he do to you?”
“Nothing!” I said quickly, raising my hands defensively. “He was just teaching me how to use the microscope.”
His jaw tightened, his expression calm but his eyes blazing. “You shouldn’t have let him touch you. Do I need to remind you who you belong to?”
“Thorne, it was just an activity,” I said, meeting his intense gaze. “I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“It doesn’t matter,” he said, his voice lowering, rich and firm. “You’re mine.”
Before I could form another protest, he closed the distance between us, his hand catching mine as he tugged me toward a nearby room. We slipped into a quiet exhibition space filled with displays of laboratory glassware, the faint lighting casting a golden glow.
“Thorne, what are you—”
My words caught in my throat as he turned, his lips crashing against mine in an unrelenting kiss. The commanding energy of his actions dissolved any coherent thought I had. My resolve faltered, my knees weakened, and the dominant side of me faded under the heat of his touch.
The world tilted as he gently pushed me back from the walls,I could feel the warmth of his breath leaving mine as his kisses trailed down to my neck. 
His hands slowly crawled as he caressed my breaths, I gasped with air, I should've stopped him but why does his touch make me feel so weak, I can feel the arousal of my nipples as he gently caresses it. 
“Do you have any idea” he murmured his voice low, a velvety growl, “what you've done to me?” 
I couldn't answer as he inserted his hand inside of me, feeling my lustful wetness. He grinned as he continued to play with my core. I couldn’t focus on anything else; the intensity of the moment drowned out all reason.
As I was about to reach my peak he immediately removed his fingers, I looked at him unsatisfied, his gaze burned into me, and my heart skipped a beat, a wave of desire building inside.
“Kneel” he commanded, without hesitation I did like his servant pleading and begging at him, without any further instructions I slowly unbuckled his belt, removing his underwear. I couldn't help my eyes widened showing his manhood, so big, so alive and twitching. How did this thing fit inside me?
I opened my mouth as I tasted him, devouring him with my mouth, I could hear him groan as a jolt of electricity came as I wanted to hear him more. 
I started to tease him with my tongue, devouring him more as his hands gripped my hair supporting me as I devoured him more, playing with his shaft with my tongue in and out. 
I heard him panting and groaning as I continued to devour him like a mad woman craving for him for days. His pants were strong as he shot his semen inside of me. It was hot and surprisingly I enjoyed the taste of savoring it. 
“You whore” 
“I am not really confident about it yet…… Have you seen the professor? I have to talk to him…. I was looking for him… Lets find him…”
I heard from their voices getting closer and closer, I panicked and I didn't clean myself just yet. I was pulled along in front of a semi-realistic version of the Periodic Table, its lights glowing with various colors representing the elements.
Behind it, the picture wasn’t fully attached to the wall—there was a noticeable gap between the frame and the surface, creating a perfect hiding spot.
“I'm not yet done with you” he whispered with a commanding voice. 
“Thorne you can't—” 
“A punishment is a punishment” he said, before I could speak again he, I moan slightly as he inserted his manhood at mine. 
“Did you hear something….” The girl from the distance asked her colleague. 
Thorne leaned in, chuckling. “Try to be quiet, now flower,” he said grinning. 
He began to move as I tried not to moan, his thrust sends a wave of pleasure towards me and I was losing my mind not to let out my moans. 
He grabbed my hair in a ponytail as he kept thrusting at me from behind, so rough that I was panting, shedding a tear from my eye. 
He leaned again, giving me praise. “That's a good girl” 
I was about to reach climax as he continued to thrust deeper as I felt hot semen filling me inside. Thank goodness I'm not in my fertile days.
Thorne leaned in, “I'm sorry flower, I'll find a way to prevent something from happening to you,” he said with a soft voice.
“It's alright, I'm not in my fertile days anyway” I said, gasping. 
He chuckled and kissed me one more time. “Even through, I'll do something about it”