Ember Academy
"You'll forgive me if I find that explanation somewhat lacking in detail."
"I don't need your forgiveness."
"No," Cassia agreed pleasantly, "I don't suppose you do. Not for that, anyway." She took a slow step closer, and Sera made herself hold her ground, refused to give the retreat Cassia was so clearly waiting for. "But I do wonder what an Academy instructor might be doing, meeting a first-year student alone, in a hidden garden, well past curfew. That seems like the sort of detail that would interest quite a few people, don't you think? The Headmaster, for one. My father, for another."