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class. The noise in the corridor pulled me from my thoughts.

was a spacious room, devoid of lavish decorations, with only

a seat and was wavi

pty chair next to her. "Wha

I found out Lord Courtland is auditing the class today

a mix of anticipation and anxiet

f seating arrangements walked in. He held

ames, assigning each person a seat. "...

was being sent to the

ng, first row, third seat." I watched as Rosalind

left-the lowest-ranking Dr

waved a dismissive hand toward the back corne

en't living people but objects to be placed. The

est, but I pulled her back. I knew these were the

agonless status hung their h

very last row and sat in the seat closest to the wall. From here

n a fitted training uniform that made him look even more imposing. He we

nged a few quiet words. The s

mpathetic look fro

ed a papyrus scroll and a char

im in status, then I would p

ragonless. I couldn't shift into a dragon, couldn't fight on a bat

k, focusing all my at

f the class walked in

ies for the kingdom's eastern bord

en were yawning or whisp

my papyrus. Every defensive node, every resou

else. I was learning for myself, so I wou

gaze from the f

tland's profile as he focused on the lec

it be? In his eyes, I was probably no diffe

burying my he

cil scratched ag

n the quiet back of the room. It f

, would never jus