Orpheus“Would you like to have the power you long for?”The question was delivered by a woman, a nobody, who cornered me moments after Ser Gregory had confirmed my temporary, utterly demeaning assignment as substitute Prefect for the Second Calling. A truly idiotic tradition, making a scholar referee glorified dating games.My first instinct was to offer her the sharp, mocking look she deserved, but I am, after all, a distinguished scholar and master of appearances. I settled for a controlled, small smile.“I’m afraid I haven’t the faintest clue what delightful madness you’re hinting at, miss…” I let the name trail off, forcing her to supply it.“Rose,” she returned the smile, though hers was edged with urgency. She gestured toward the open doors. “We should discuss this somewhere discreet.”“Ah, discretion. A virtue I often lack, particularly when I'm busy. I shall reluctantly excuse myself,” I replied, offering a stiff, dismissal-worthy bow and turning to leave.“You still yearn to
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