The morning at Draven Academy arrived like a threat. The gray sky pressed low over the stone towers, and the corridors seemed narrower than the day before, as if the walls themselves had shifted overnight to watch, judge, and contain the students. Kael Vance moved with careful steps, his leather boots echoing lightly against the polished floors. Every pulse of the bond reminded him that he wasn’t alone—Lucien’s presence, subtle and constant, hummed just beneath his awareness, like a faint vibration that refused to be ignored.The academy was waking up, though it had never truly slept. Servants and instructors moved through the halls with silent precision, their faces expressionless, their eyes trained to notice everything. Even the shadows seemed to have a life of their own, flickering unnaturally against the walls, bending toward corners, hiding secrets Kael couldn’t yet name.Kael kept his head low. Surviving yesterday’s Trial of Blades had earned him nothing but attention, and in D
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