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Chapters (23)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20

“I can well imagine—” By this time, they were back down the stairs into the half basement in the Collegium again. “It’ll be funnier still when you’ve got yourself on the outside of some lunch. Here’s the kitchen—” Teren opened a door identical to the one that led to the Housekeeper’s room, but this one opened onto an enormous kitchen, silent and empty. “I haven’t had anything since breakfast either.” He gave Skif a conspiratorial wink. “Let’s raid the pantry.”

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“USUALLY, our cook, Mero, is down in the kitchen,” Teren told him as they cleaned up what little mess they’d made. “Now listen, I am not telling you this because I think you’re going to filch food, I’m telling you this because all boys your age are always hungry, and after the last couple of centuries running the Collegium, we’ve figured that out. When Mero is here, you can ask him for whatever you want to eat and if he isn’t knee-deep in chaos, he’ll be delighted to get it for you. When he’s not here—and I know very well from my own experience how badly you can need a midnight snack—only take food from the pantry we just used. The reason for that is that Mero plans his meals very carefully—he has to, with so many inexpert hands working with him—and if you take something he needs, it’ll make difficulties for him.”

Skif thought fleetingly of the number of times he’d taken food from Lord Orthallen’s pantry—and hoped it hadn’t made difficulties for that cook.

Odd. He wouldn’t have spared a thought for that yesterday.

“Now. Healed, fed, and ready for Dean Elcarth?” Teren didn’t wait for an answer, but strode off, heading for the stairs.

This time they walked through the corridor that held all the classrooms; again, it was lit by means of windows over each classroom door. From the spacing, the rooms were probably twice the size of the one they’d given Skif.

Why so many and so much room?

Maybe in case it was needed. Just because they only had forty-six Trainees now didn’t mean they couldn’t have more at some other time. And Teren had said that the classes were shared with Bardic and Healer Trainees—and those others. That would be interesting.

They passed through the double doors that marked the boundary between Collegium and Herald’s Wing, and Teren turned immediately to a door on the left. “This is where I’ll leave you for now. I will see you tomorrow, and we’ll start Basic Orientation. And a couple of the other introductory classes. That way, when everyone gets back and Collegium classes start again, you’ll be able to join right up.”