The common room was dim, diluted only by the glowing coals in the fireplaces, which crackled and crackled softly from time to time. Scattered groups of students sat by the fireplaces and on pillows, talking in low tones."Let's go soon," Fiona straightened her bag over her shoulder. - We're already late.-Do you know where to go?-Of course not. I know no more than you."Just fine," I turned around. - It was necessary to agree to meet them here and go together ...Abyss!Turning to the exit from the hall, with all my foolishness I crashed into someone who was just entering.-Do you have eyes? the stranger growled angrily, clutching at his injured face. An expensive family ring flashed brightly on his hand: a panther with raven wings, with a ruby in its fangs.-Yes, - I recoiled, stroking the injured forehead. I hope I don’t get a new bruise, I didn’t kiss weakly. She looked at the stranger in surprise.He had long black hair, casually pulled back into a low ponytail. When he removed
I approached the girl, feeling a strange thrill in my stomach. August and Eitin stared at us with wide eyes, and I felt their male interest on my skin. Of course, the spectacle promised to be at least curious.Abyss, what am I doing! Cheeks flushed with embarrassment.Fiona smelled faintly of sweet strawberries and mint. Long dark lashes quivered as I carefully touched soft lips, still sweet with wine. They parted trustingly, allowing for a kiss, lightly sucking on their bottom lip to tease the onlookers.A little awkward, but nothing more. Nothing to do with the kisses that William gave me. No heat, no sparks, just damp and warm. The Larnian and I laughed at the same time.-Satisfied? I asked, wiping my lips with the back of my hand and sitting down.-More than, - the hunter answered a little muffled.I noticed with some satisfaction that she was still staring at my lips. Fiona's Devilish Wine!“My turn,” the Larni woman took a sip and narrowed her eyes like a fox. “Eitin, you're und
It seemed to me that the first week would drag on endlessly, but there were so many classes, and the training turned out to be so intense that I only had time to meet the morning bell, and in the evening, exhausted, fall into bed to immediately fall into a dreamless sleep.I began to suspect that Borch really just loves torturing students and revels in our helplessness. I don’t know how I would have sustained the unaccustomed pace if it weren’t for Fiona with her invigorating infusions and warming ointments that relieved the pain in buzzing muscles for one or two. Still, the healer is an indispensable member of the squad. Thanks to the first lecture on history, I already knew that while healers were not used, the squads consisted of three people, and the death rate among the guards was forty percent higher.As soon as the first week ended, time seemed to speed up, flowing like a stormy mountain river. The second week has flown by quite imperceptibly. And behind it is another one. And
The anticipation for the first practice grew as the end of the week approached. As a result, on Friday morning I woke up about twenty minutes before the signal, nervous and trying to collect my thoughts. Already now my heart was beating distinctly, imitating the sound of a bell.- Fiona, are you sleeping? she asked quietly, looking into the darkness under the canopy.The next bed creaked.“It hasn’t been for a long time,” there really wasn’t a drop of sleep in her friend’s voice.She sat up in bed, stretching like a lithe cat. Linen strands were softly scattered on the back. And again I thought that elves were definitely marked somewhere in her pedigree. It's for nothing that the ears are not sharp, like Eitin's.The training uniform, usually “killed” by the evening, I simply put in the closet. And in the morning I got it - fresh and clean, carefully ironed. I don’t know exactly how the magic of the academy worked, but I already regretted that I could not get a couple of such lockers
I coughed, trying to unstick my face from something prickly and realize where the top is, and where the bottom is. Fiona moaned softly nearby.Finally, I realized that I was lying on the ground with my face in the grass. But as soon as I raised my head, trying to look around, I was again unceremoniously pressed to the ground. I thrashed about, trying to throw off my heavy body.From above, they cursed in Eitin's voice. I listened with interest - I did not even suspect that one could swear in Elvish.“I'm lucky it wasn't me,” said the cheerful voice of Augustus.Almost immediately they gave me freedom: the hunter helped Eitin up.“Hannah, didn’t you get squashed a lot?”I choked. Here is the concern!- That is, if a little, then it's not scary? I still grabbed the outstretched hand. Don't neglect help.It was necessary to quickly get out of the portal, until someone else arrived heavier.Fiona dusted herself off beside her, all green, as if she was about to vomit.“You know, it’s still
Waking up before dawn was not the most pleasant: the morning cold insidiously penetrated into the tents and chilled to the bone, so that Fiona and I had a tooth on the tooth. Trembling and wrapping yourself in raincoats, you climbed out, hoping that it would be warmer in the morning sun.The sky on the horizon gradually brightened and filled with a blush, dew glittered on the grass with millions of diamond drops, even if you dive in face and wash yourself.- Are you ready for the second round? - Asked a sleepy August, getting out of his tent, and not even trying to suppress a yawn. - Today I propose to walk through the forest to the lake. In the fields with prey is not dense.-Look forward to!The Larnian and I looked at each other, jumping up and down to keep warm.We set off as soon as it was finally light. Instead of breakfast, we were given a loaf of rye bread with a decent piece of soft cheese. The food was divided equally and had a bite to eat on the way, so as not to waste time
He got close. Too close for me to be indifferent.Forgetting herself for a moment, she slowly and carefully ran her finger over her parted lips, wiping away the drops of pure water. The hunter froze, almost ceasing to breathe, and his hands gripped my waist tighter.Abyss, why are you so attractive!It was foolish to deceive myself - I was drawn to Augustus from the very beginning. His good-natured smile and a little obsessive concern sunk into my heart from the very first day. And now, biting my lip, I shamelessly admired the bronze skin of the southerner, his clearly defined rough cheekbones and hard jawline, allowing myself not to think about anything else for at least a few agonizing minutes.August reached out to me first. Male lips were unexpectedly hot, greedy. I didn't resist. Nobody had ever kissed me like that before: the kiss was powerful, crushing, disturbing the darkest hidden desires.The partner released me almost immediately, catching my exhalation-groan with his lips,
Immersed in my thoughts, I did not notice at all that I was lagging behind. When I woke up, I realized that the Kertar was not around. All around was only a bright forest, and the chirping of invisible birds.I thoughtfully looked at the squirrel, which enthusiastically gnawed a bump, tightly clasping it with small paws. Yes, it is unlikely that she will be able to suggest the way.Well, at least I'm not in danger of dying from thirst now. The flask is here, full.-August? – just in case, I shouted.Silence was my answer.Okay, don't stand here alone. I'll go ahead - I'll go out somewhere. Maybe I'll find our footprints, which we generously left on the way to the lake.Walking through the forest without a hunter turned out to be not so easy: driftwood constantly fell under his feet, low branches whipped his face, a lone mosquito rang disgustingly above his ear. Soon I wandered into such dense deadwood that I almost got stuck there.Somehow getting out and tearing my hands to blood, I