e Laws
r light across crimson tapestries and comfortable leather armchairs. My roomma
genuine worry. "Word in the corridor is that Vanessa
moothly, taking a seat at the lo
e room. Surface thoughts buzzed like distant bees-anxiety over potion practicals, banter about
ative pound shattered
strode into the room, his dark robes swirling with pompous fury. Flanking him were Vanessa Sterling, whose pale face was a
room went d
fening. "Abyss-Spirit faculty and students do not cross the thresh
has been committed. Miss Vanessa Sterling's custom dragon-hide wallet-an enchanted heirloom bearing her
ant mutters surged
voice carrying cleanly over the crackle of the hearth. "Yet it was only when Colette Lawson brushed past us in the crowded aisle
f-drawn. "You can't march into our hall and accuse a B
up in solidarity, hostile murmurs tu
ed property carries immediate expulsion and an inquest before the Magic Council. Whoever took it would do well to surrender it no
his intent unmistakable: he wanted a quick, defens
nce. "Professor... to spare everyone further indignity and protect Miss Lawson f
ul neutrality. But inside her skull, h
parasite! The moment Vance em
scoffed. "You want to violate our p
objection
ugh the rising tempest like a razor
with shock. "Colette, don't! Yo
aid, meeting Vance's imperious gaze with an expression of icy serenity. I lifted my bag and placed it squar
practically sang
Burn in front
his lip curled in distaste as h
ompass, a box of plain ink vials, and three intro
ing
ining, casting an appraisal charm to detect hidden com
ommon room turned he
to pinpricks, staring at the empty table as if th
to a storm of franti
in! I felt the leather hit the pocket! Where is it
offered her a faint, knowing smirk. Her breath hi
rying to regain his dignity before the hostile gaze of thirty Blaze-Spirit
y voice calm, polite, and lethal. "Or does Blaze-Spirit endure accu
nds balling into fists as she g
er was so vocal about the virtue of searches to prove innocence, perhaps we should maintain that standard. A
a step. "What? That's ridiculous!
ess. "And to prove it, surely you wouldn't mind e
houted from the back. "Fair is fair! You
, cornering Vance and his gue
collective pressure. "Miss Miller, empty y
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