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In the best interest of preserving peace within Navarre, no more

than three cadets carrying rebellion relics may be assigned to any
squad of any quadrant.

—ADDENDUM 5.2, BASGIATH WAR COLLEGE CODE OF CONDUCT

In addition to last year’s changes, marked ones assembling in
groups of three or more will now be considered an act of seditious

conspiracy and is hereby a capital offense.

—ADDENDUM 5.3, BASGIATH WAR COLLEGE CODE OF CONDUCT

CHAPTER

SEVEN

“Damn it,” I mutter as my toe catches a rock, and I stumble in the waist-

high grass that grows alongside the river beneath the citadel. The moon is
nice and full, illuminating my way, but it means I’m sweating to death in

this cloak to keep hidden, just in case anyone else is out here wandering
after curfew.

The Iakobos River rushes with summer runoff from the peaks above, and

the currents are fast and deadly this time of year, especially coming out of
the steep drop of the ravine. No wonder that first-year died when he fell in

yesterday during our downtime. Since Parapet, our squad is the only one in
the quadrant not to lose anyone, but I know that’s unlikely to last much

longer in this ruthless school.

Tightening my heavy satchel over my sling, I move closer to the river,
along the ancient line of oaks where I know one vine of fonilee berries will

be coming into season soon. Ripe, the purple berries are tart and barely

edible but, picked prematurely and left to dry, will make an excellent