Lyra walked alongside the group, her eyes darting between Elian and Kael. She was intrigued by their dynamic, the way they seemed to oscillate between animosity and understanding.
As they walked, Lyra found herself drawn to Kael's brooding intensity. There was something about the way he carried himself, a quiet confidence that she found captivating.
"So, Kael," Lyra said, her voice casual. "What's it like being the son of a goddess?"
Kael's eyes narrowed, his expression guarded. "It's...complicated."
Lyra smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I bet."
Elian watched the exchange, a hint of surprise on his face. He hadn't expected Lyra to take an interest in Kael, but now that he thought about it, it made sense. Lyra was always drawn to the mysterious and the unknown, and Kael's enigmatic nature was certainly intriguing.
As they approached the school's cafeteria, Lyra fell back, walking alongside Elian. "So, what's the deal with you and Kael?" she asked, her voice low.
Elian shrugged. "We're just...working through some stuff."
Lyra raised an eyebrow. "Stuff?"
Elian smiled. "You know, the usual. Family drama, supernatural powers..."
Lyra laughed. "You're such a weirdo, Elian."
Elian grinned, feeling a sense of relief. It was good to have Lyra around, her skepticism and humor a welcome respite from the drama that seemed to follow him and Kael everywhere...
As they entered the cafeteria, Lyra's eyes scanned the room, her gaze lingering on Kael's broad shoulders. Elian followed her gaze, a hint of a smile on his face.
It seemed that Lyra's interest in Kael was more than just casual...