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Thirty One

Autor: Vivian Sage
last update Última actualización: 2025-10-07 07:22:33

Kahlan's POV

I sat at a stone table in the center of the classroom silently. I swear, I was already hating every second of it. Ramsey stood before me, his arms crossed over a ridiculous, high-collared tunic. He didn’t even bother to pull out a chair. He just stayed rooted there, staring at me.

Good thing looks couldn't kill.

“You’re late,” he stated lowly, sounding so pissed. “That is failure number one. You do not disrespect the time of a Dragons master. And you will be punished for it after class.”

A hot, defiant flush crept up my neck, but I kept my mouth shut. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of a verbal fight. The last thing I needed was to be in trouble with this guy before I got to training with Vermithor. This whole school was a joke, a trap, and this man was its chief warden.

“Now,” he said, pulling a massive, leather-bound volume onto the table with a theatrical thump. “You will learn.”

My stomach sank. Was this really what I had to do to become a Dragon Rider?
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