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“Way to go,” I whisper quickly. She’s had a thing for Tara since we got

here.
“I know, right?” She backs away with a smile, then turns to push through

the hall doors.

“Monitoring the sex lives of first-years was not what I had in mind when
I applied to be a squad leader,” Dain mutters, and we continue toward the

kitchen.

“Oh, come on. Like you weren’t a first-year yourself last year.”
He lifts his brows in thought and eventually shrugs. “Fair point. And

you’re a first-year now…” His eyes slide my way as we near the arched

doorways that lead to the rotunda, and his lips part like he’s going to
continue, but he looks away, pivoting to open the door for me.

“Why, Dain Aetos! Are you asking me about my sex life?” I let my
fingers trail along the exposed fangs of the green dragon pillar and bite back

a smile as we walk by.

“No!” He shakes his head, then pauses in thought. “I mean…is there a
sex life to ask about?”

We climb the steps that lead into commons, and I turn just before the door
to face him. He’s two steps below me, putting us at eye level. “Since I got

here?” I tap my chin with my finger and smile. “That’s none of your

business. Before I got here? Still none of your business.”
“Another fair point.” His mouth curves into a grin that makes me wish it

was his business, though.

I turn around before I do something utterly foolish like make it his
business. We continue into commons, walking past the empty study tables

and the entrance to the library. It’s nothing as awe-inspiring as the scribes’

Archives, but it has every tome I’ll need for studying here.
“Are you ready for today?” Dain asks as we near the gathering hall. “For

the challenges to start this afternoon?”
My stomach knots.