Durmstrang Headmaster Novels & Stories

The summons from Headmistress Voss arrived the following morning, delivered with considerably more formality than the folded parchment note that had first sent Marlowe to the Castellan study weeks earlier — a sealed envelope, carried by an academy attendant who waited silently while she read it, then escorted her directly to the headmistress's tower rather than leaving her to find the way alone. "Sit, Miss Kestrel," Headmistress Voss said, not looking up from a stack of papers on her desk as Marlowe entered the office, a vast circular room lined with portraits of past headmasters and headmistresses stretching back further than Marlowe cared to calculate. "I understand yesterday's Applied War