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Chapter 66: You-
"Knox Morales," she said, stopping at the end of his row. The smile was small and well-made. "Congratulations. Class B suits you better than the board made it sound.""Thank you, Lady Velhart.""I wanted a proper look at you," she said. "Half the capital read your file twice this week. People who scrape in at the bottom usually don't get read at all.""I'll work on that.""I don't think you will." She didn't move off. She left a silence for him to step into.Knox didn't step into it."One thing, then I'll leave you to it," she said. "Do you think you can hold your own up here?""Yes," Knox said, and smiled.She held his eyes a beat longer than the question needed, then nodded, turned, and went back to Noah, whose expression was ugly.The seat next to Knox produced a long, pained breath."That's it," Bram said. "That's the one that finishes me." He was looking at the ceiling again, like it owed him money. "I was going to be generous. I was going to help you meet women, ease you into t
Chapter 65 — Class B
The room felt different the moment Knox was in it, and it took him a breath to find why.The provisional classes had run loud and rough, students half a step from a fight at any hour, everyone watching everyone else for the slip that would cost them a rank. This room was quiet. The students sat easy in their uniforms, settled into seats they had clearly held a while, and none of them carried the edge of people who had something to prove that morning. They had already proven it. That was the difference. They belonged here, and they knew it.They all looked at him.The silence held and thickened. He felt it settle over the room, every eye on the door turning the air heavier, and not one of the looks had warmth in it. He could almost read their thoughts, the provisional boy with a lizard nobody could classify. He could see what they decided about him in the time it took to decide it. Not much.The weight tried to bend his shoulders.Knox straightened them instead. He drew a breath in f
Chapter 64: Where is the gauntlet
Darius's mouth opened. Then it stayed open a beat too long."I— it was—" He swallowed. "Father, the match, it did not go the way—""Where is the gauntlet.""He took it." The words came out fast and small. "Morales. He— I had him, I had him down, and the arena, the official would not— he forced the surrender and he—" Darius stopped, and his hands closed into fists at his sides, and one of them was the wrong hand and the pain made his face jump. "He took my ring too."Halvard rose.He did not raise his voice. He did not have to. The aura came off him the moment he stood, low and flat, and it ran out across the floor and reached the lamps along the wall before it reached Darius. The flames bent toward the door, all of them at once, then steadied at half their height. The air in the hall went thin enough that Darius felt his own breath catch on the way down."Black Verdict is not a weapon you misplaced." Halvard came down the two steps from the chair, slow, and each footfall landed in the
Chapter 63: The Name That Returned
The report reached the Aston estate before the food did.A servant carried it in with the morning correspondence, the academy seal pressed into the wax, and set it at the head of the table where Duke Magnus took breakfast alone. Magnus broke the seal with his thumb and unfolded the page while dishes were still being carried in from the kitchen.He read it once.Then he read it again, slower.Official student record. Knox Morales. Rank two hundred ninety-eight. Class B access approved. Recorded victor, sanctioned offensive challenge against Darius Vorden, House Vorden.His hand stopped on the second line. Not on the rank but on the name.Knox Morales.He set the page flat against the table and did not reach for his fork.The meeting room came back to him before he could keep it out.Knox standing a few feet off where he had been put, taking the whole list without a flinch — allowance gone, dormitory gone, sponsorship gone, the registry suspended. Suspended. Not cut. Magnus had left tha
Chapter 62: Outcast
"Death," Crane said.Knox did not answer right away. His hand stayed near his cup, and his fingers tightened on the table once before he let them loosen. He kept his face easy, because she was looking straight at him, and the last thing he wanted was for the question to look like it belonged to him.He gave a short laugh, a little rough at the edge of it. "That is a cruel thing to tell a man while he is still eating.""You asked a cruel question.""You mean the dragon would just be killed.""I mean all of it would move." Crane set her cup down. "A dragon appearing in the open today would not be treated like a rare beast, or some lost ancient summon a scholar gets to study. The Crown would move. The Church would move. The noble houses would send their own people behind both of them. Not out of curiosity. Because no faction wants to be the last one to react to a dragon, and every one of them remembers what being slow cost the last time.""It has been two centuries." Knox turned his cup
Chapter 61: Death
Crane walked. Knox kept up.The lamps were lit along the side paths, spaced wide enough that the light came and went as they passed under them, his shadow stretching long ahead of him and then folding back as they crossed into the next pool of light. The night air was cool. It smelled of lamp oil and cooling stone, and somewhere further off, of woodsmoke and whatever the food houses near the wall were cooking.Behind him, for once there was nothing. No footsteps trailing his. No one leaning to whisper to the person at their shoulder. No eyes following the boy who had put a Vorden on the arena floor that afternoon. The academy had spent the whole day watching him, and for the length of this one walk, none of it followed him out the gate.Knox flexed his bandaged hand once, slowly, and let it hang at his side again.Crane turned down a lane off the main student routes.The food houses here sat close together, their signs small and worn. Lantern light spilled out of low doorways. A few o
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