After finalizing her speech, Morwenna finally noticed Keira was in the room.


    Tucking away her speech, Morwenna asked with a puzzled tone, “Keira, don’t you have a ss


    tonight? What brought you back so early?”


    Caught off-guard, Keira stammered, “I’m feeling a bit under the weather today. I’d hit the hay early.”


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    Usually, Keira spoke to Morwenna in a timid, soft voice. So, Morwenna thought Keira was a bit dizzy


    and didn’t catch the unusual strain in her voice.


    Showing concern, Morwenna asked, “What’s wrong? Do you need to see the campus nurse?”


    “No, no, it’s just my Aunt Flo. A bit of rest should do the trick.”


    “Alright then, get some rest. The others haven’te back yet. You might want to pull the curtain


    around your bed for peace.”


    “Yeah, sure.”


    With the curtain drawn, Keira let out a long sigh of relief.


    Thank goodness Morwenna didn’t see.


    Touching her face and feeling the sting, she grimaced, curling into a silent, pained sleep.


    It was nine in the evening, and Morwenna wasn’t asleep, opting to read a book.


    About fifteen minutester, Dahlia returned.


    Morwenna gestured toward Keira''s curtained bed and whispered, “She’s feeling a bit off and went to


    bed early. Let’s keep our voices down. Dahlia, could you take a look at my speech draft?”


    Always the quiet one, Dahlia tiptoed to Morwenna.


    She was known for her standoffish aura, making her seem unapproachable, a true ice queen in her


    own right.


    But Morwenna, unbothered even by the coldest of hearts, had no trouble warming up to her.


    Morwenna''s sincerity and charm were undeniable.


    Dahlia felt a bit closer to Morwenna than to others.


    She went through Morwenna''s draft and asked, puzzled, “They picked you as the freshman


    representative speaker?”


    Morwenna nodded reluctantly. “Yeah, got the notice today. They asked me to prepare a speech. I’m


    not sure if it’s any good. Take a look, and I need to tweak it before showing it to the student council


    tomorrow.”


    After reviewing, Dahlia pointed out a few issues.


    “Thanks, Dahlia. Your feedback’s spot on,” Morwenna immediately agreed to revise.


    Dahlia hesitated before speaking up, “Morwenna, just a heads up. I heard thepetition for the


    freshman speaker was fierce. Several well-known new students were in the running, and now,


    they’ve chosen you.”


    Morwenna, clueless, nodded, “Yeah, I didn’t evenpete. I have no idea why they picked me.


    Now I’ve got to write this speech and even rehearse a performance. Barely have time to hit the


    books, let alone look for a job to make cash on the side.”


    Seeing Morwenna''s confusion, Dahlia spelled it more clearly, “That’s not what I mean. You’ve


    snagged something everyone was vying for. Thosepetitorse from powerful families. You


    might want to watch your back.”


    Morwenna asked with her innocent face, “Why? Isn’t the spokesperson slot open to all new


    students? I’m one of them, so it’s only fair I got it, right?”


    Raised in the countryside, Morwenna was used to simplemunity life, her world revolving


    around harvests and neighborly chats, oblivious to the stark realities of social and economic divides.


    In her eyes, fairness was universal, regardless of wealth.


    That was why she had the guts to stand up to people like Bary in the past.


    Unbeknownst to Morwenna, without Norbert watching her back or Stuart by her side, she’d often


    find herself without even a chance to retaliate in the dazzling, cutthroat city life.


    Feeling somewhat exasperated, Dahlia thought, “What a naive girl.”


    “Just be careful, alright?”


    “Sure,” Morwenna answered, unphased.


    Coming from a well-off family, Dahlia was among the top vote-getters for the position.


    If she were to support Morwenna openly, chances were no one would dare trouble her.