The False Star
meant their famously imposing teacher.
They all leapt to their feet in shock and pointed at me, snapping.
"How dare you disrespect the Mistress!"
"Someone seize this arrogant madman who has no respect for his betters!"
I waved a hand, releasing a wave of pressure, and not one of the surrounding students could so much as step toward me.
"Little Lyra. At five, you tried to steal honey from a hive of enchanted bees and got stung until your scalp was covered in welts.
"At seven, you raced an enchanted hare up the back mountain, fell into a mud pit, and came home crying, caked head to toe.