Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of his heels hitting the floor doesn't go unnoticed by the students and the way how rushed his gestures seemed only meant one thing.

He was on his way to meet Roseline.

Word had traveled fast thanks to how the students' of Aisling Academy enjoyed gossip and mainly due to his affinity with wind. He had already heard the new on how his fiance was found '-unconscious-', '-barely breathing-', '-pale like her skin was ice-' and numerous other ways people had described her state as. It had barely been a few hours since Roseline had been pulled out of the water by a passing staff of the school and from how people were talking - her condition was... quite bad.

Was he rushing because he was worried over Roseline, his fiance?

Goodness - that was the last thing in his mind.

He just wanted to make sure that Roseline wasn't dead at the very least and knowing Roseline since they were kids, she would surely be looking for him the moment she wakes up. His thoughts are filled with 'Who is she going to ask to punish this time..." as he continues his way towards the girls' dormitory where Roseline resided. A quick nod at the guard stationed was all he needed to get access to step into the area.

"Stay here, I doubt Lady Roseline would like to see you when she wakes up," he motions to his bodyguard who simply nods and stands guard in front of Roseline's room. "I'll be in and out in a few minutes," he sighs as his friend gives him a pat on the back for encouragement. 

"All the best to you, Prince Alaric. I will stand guard here and make sure no one bothers your visit."

Alaric gives a smile as he takes a deep breath before knocking on Lady Roseline's door. The door is opened by her loyal maid, Josette who bows at his presence.

"Your Highness," she mutters under her breath, a weak voice than her usual monotone one. She closes the door once he enters and she guides him to where Roseline was resting. His face remains emotionless as he sees his usually loud fiance unco