Todos los capítulos de CROWNLESS AT GREYWATCH ACADEMY : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 6

The iron gates of Greywatch Academy were carved with wolves that had too many teeth and birds with wings folded wrong, and Marlowe Kestrel decided, staring up at them, that she refused to be intimidated by architecture designed specifically to intimidate her."You're supposed to kneel," said the girl checking names at the entrance table, not looking up from her ledger. "New Unranked intake kneel at the threshold. It's tradition.""I wasn't told that.""It's tradition," the girl repeated, as though repetition alone might make Marlowe's spine bend. "Every Unranked student for two hundred years has knelt at this gate before entering."Marlowe looked past her, toward the crowd of students already flowing through the gates unbothered — crisp uniforms, gold and silver crests catching the flat morning light, none of them kneeling, none of them so much as pausing. "I'll pass," she said, and walked through the gate standing exactly as tall as she'd been standing a moment before.Behind her, sh

Orientation in the East Hall gave Marlowe her first proper look at the Sovereign Seven as a unit, and she spent the better part of an hour cataloguing them from her position at the back of the packed room, unable to shake the feeling that she was studying for an exam nobody had told her she'd be taking."That's Cressida Winthrop," Talia murmured, following her gaze toward the silver-haired girl seated at Emeric's right hand, spine straight, expression carved from something notably colder than boredom. "Emeric's second. Don't cross her. She doesn't forgive, and she definitely doesn't forget.""Noted.""Beside her — Julian Everhart. Charming, funny, the kind of cruel that gets laughed off because he delivers it with a smile." Talia's voice dropped further. "Don't mistake the smile for safety."Marlowe followed her gaze to a boy leaning back in his seat with easy, unbothered confidence, already making the students around him laugh at something she couldn't hear, though his eyes kept drif

The Greywatch archive occupied three subterranean floors beneath the main library, and Marlowe descended into it that evening with Emeric beside her, the warded doorway humming faintly against her skin as she crossed the threshold."You've never been down here," he observed, watching her reaction as they passed towering shelves lit by flickering witch-light sconces. "Most students haven't. Certainly no Unranked student, beyond the basement reading room they're technically permitted.""It's not what I expected.""The upstairs library holds curricula. This holds everything the Founding families would prefer stayed buried, catalogued badly enough that finding anything specific requires either institutional knowledge or considerable patience." He led her deeper, past shelves labeled in a script she didn't recognize, until they reached a small alcove containing a single desk and a stack of ledgers notably more weathered than the one he'd shown her the previous evening. "Your task is straig