Genius Seventh Prince

19 Roommate

The Head Teachers all started back in different directions to get ready for the first day of classes while Elendil escorted Greyson to his dorm. The multi-element magicians all lived together because they did not belong to one specific department and the experienced magicians could give tips to the new ones. Having multiple elements was an advantage over normal one element magicians, however, if not used properly having multiple elements will only slow down the magician's progress. For example, Arwen is wind and fire. As long as he can understand spells that would support one another in cohesion, then his progress speed would be no slower than other geniuses and his attack power would be higher. In contrast, if he tries to learn powerful spells for each element without looking to combine them, he would waste a lot more time trying to advance his mana in both elements because he would be practicing them separately. Practicing all his elements at the same time so his progress doesn't slow down is Greyson's biggest concern.

Elendil walked at a brisk pace and Greyson had to almost jog to keep up with him. The walk was not too far as the dorm was the closest to the center of the academy. This made the location very desirable because it was the same distance from everything. Nothing was too far away. Usually multi-element magicians are favored by nature, thus allowing for their magic to advance quickly and for it to be more powerful than normal. This talent makes the academy give these students favorable treatment which in turn resulted in the key location of the dormitory.

Soon, they reached a newer building. The dormitory had four floors: the bottom two were for girls while the top two were for boys. Greyson was told his room is on the fourth floor, room 403. Elendil handed him the key then turned around and left without a word. Greyson felt a little helpless trying to communicate with this block of ice teacher, but he just sighed and started making his way to his room. He thought he would have to use the key, but the room was already unlocked. Excited to meet his roommate, he quickly opened the door and peeked inside. In front of him was a living room with a sitting area and then there were two doors. One was partially opened so Greyson first opened that one and saw an empty room. There was one bed, one wardrobe, and a desk with a chair. It was very simple, but he could tell the furniture quality was much higher than the ones he used before. He tried jumping on the mattress and he sunk right in. Comfortable, he finally breathed out and felt relaxed. He was thrilled to start living here and wondered about his roommate. Thinking of the other closed door, Greyson jumped up from his bed and went to knock on the door. Slightly hesitating, he gently knocked on the door. He waited wondering if his roommate was asleep, but soon a cold voice rang out, "Come in."

Greyson took a breath before opening the door and looking in. He paused in surprise when he saw his roommate. It was Lyle! After thinking about it, though, he became excited since he believed they could get along well especially because they were both commoners. Before he came, he was worried about having a stuck-up and spoiled rich noble kid as his roommate. Some of them are good people like Claude, but they just come from a different world than him. He could never really understand parts of their mindset and personality. Ordering slaves and servants around was a large example of something he could not get used to. As someone used to having to do things himself, he felt uncomfortable even with Claude when he kept ordering around his servants to do tasks. Lyle was from the same background and was also very talented, so he felt an automatic connection with him. The dark blue haired boy was someone he distinctly remembered because he didn't laugh at Greyson, but at Arwen and that made Greyson feel he was worth befriending.

"Uh, hello, I am your roommate, Greyson. You're Lyle, right? I saw you at the orientation earlier. I remember than you were also a multi-element magician. Water and lightning must make a great combination. I hope that we can get along the time we live together!" Greyson decided to be the first to approach and greet in a friendly manner. He smiled brightly and stuck out his hand to Lyle. Lyle suddenly looked confused and didn't shake Greyson's hand.

"Uh... yes, I am Lyle... But, weren't you a girl? Shouldn't you be on the first or second floor?"

"Not you, too! I am a boy, alright? I am only five so my features are still a bit feminine, but I'll grow out of it soon. That dumb noble was the one assuming things about me, he didn't even to bother to ask if I am male or not."

"Hahaha, well I can't say I exactly blame him for not knowing your gender. But, it is nice to meet you, I believe we will get along great during the year." Lyle finally grasped Greyson's hand while smiling faintly back at him. Greyson could tell that Lyle was similar to himself.

Greyson was only forcing himself to be friendly, but normally he was an introvert. At the orphanage, he ignored all the other children and pretended to be mute so he wouldn't have to talk to them. However, he still had Sister Lily at that time. But in a strange and far away place, he wanted to make new friends because Claude was not the same as him and most likely they would not have a lot of intersection at the school or in class. Greyson felt the need to make a friend who would be in a similar situation like Lyle.

They walked out of his room into the living area and sat down. Though they both smiled, the atmosphere was slightly awkward. They were not really sure how to start a conversation. Greyson finally cleared his throat and spoke out first.

"Lyle, where are you from?"

"Ah yes, I am originally from the Angia Kingdom. It is a tier three kingdom that is allied to Dalia Kingdom. I am from a town right on the border of the Angia and Dalia called Wintervale. It's a small town with not many residents. My father is a tavern owner while my mother is a waitress. I have two younger sisters, as well. One is your age and the other is three. I'm eight, by the way. How about you, Greyson?"

"Me? I am also from a tier three kingdom, Edysa Kingdom. I am from Willow Town which is on the outskirts of the kingdom. I don't live directly in the town, though, the church I live in is outside the town. I am an orphan, so I don't have any siblings." Greyson slightly glanced over as he spoke to see Lyle's reaction to him being an orphan. Pleasantly surprised, Greyson saw that his eyes did not reflect the usual pity and disdain just pure surprise by the news.

He just nodded and asked, "oh wow. You must have a lot of siblings. Not the blood-related ones, but the other kids who stay at the church. You guys must be family, right? Who takes care of you all?" Greyson paused for a second not knowing how to respond. Family? He never had that thought before, but now that it was brought up he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Even that stupid kid Wolf is just like an annoying brother, Greyson never truly hated him. Maybe he didn't even realize how much his orphan status had bothered him. However, listening to Lyle speak, he felt more confident. Who says he's an orphan? Who says he doesn't have a family? Does a family have to be blood-related to be one? Suddenly, he felt like something weighing down on his heart was removed.

"Greyson?" Greyson snapped out of his thoughts and realized he had been spacing out. He smiled widely before responding.

"Please, call me Grey. Yeah, you're right I have a bunch of siblings. They're a real annoying bunch, but they make the house feel loud and happy. Sister Lily takes care of all us like she's our mother. Speaking about them suddenly made me miss them so I just paused a little."

Lyle felt that Greyson became a lot more comfortable and warm. He was slightly confused by the transformation, but he slowly opened up to the younger boy. The boys spoke late into the night getting to know each other before finally going into their respective rooms. Although they were both introverted and rather cold boys, they felt a great connection with each other.