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ough memories, cross-referencing dates,

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half the school, begging Colin Reynolds to wear my em

ned lecture tracks, sitting alone in the cold shadows o

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red glass than look at Colin

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leaded glass windows, signali

ustle of packing parchment filled the air as

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k, tapping her oak wand

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istics," Foster continued, her gaze sweeping over

fense and practical spellcrafting cohorts wi

rmur rippled th

me, her eyes wide with

nake-tail into our lecture? They usually keep all t

caught in

thudding in my ea

ional, proficiency in high-tier runic matrices and defe

his upper-tier certifications alongside our cohort. You will accord him

the private door behind the dais,

e said, slinging her leather satchel over her shoulder and hooking her arm t

the northern dragon-clans. Can you imagi

tone gallery, but my thoughts

ocratic

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who i

adn't paid attention

dling Colin's initials

of the high-born students in ignoring him, treating his threadbare cl

aught genius, surviving on half-rations in the Abyssal dormitories while sending every br

tly near the base of the grand sta

od lemon tarts will be gone, and you know how

e in Abyssal named

er brow furrowing i

. Not on the Council's register of lineages, t

f her tongue made my jaw

edge that made Collette's eyes widen slightly. "Col

believing a word. "And I'm secretly the High Chancellor of the Magic Council. Com

orridor toward the heavy arched doors that led to the un

will be comple