A School for Sorcery (Arucadi Series Book 6) by E. Rose Sabin

Author:E. Rose Sabin [Sabin, E. Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

VISION AND DECISION

Tria trudged to her first class of the new session, hardly believing that the normal school routine was continuing and she was following it as if nothing were amiss. The only concession to her quest was that she had been permitted to enroll in a course taught by Aletheia, usually restricted to second- or third-year students. That class would not meet during the first week; it would begin a week late because of the instructor’s ill health.

Always Tria encountered delay! The whole world seemed to be throwing roadblocks in her path. She should be doing something more important than carrying an armload of books to Intermediate Ethics to endure another maddening session with Master San Marté.

“Good morning, scholars,” the Ethics master greeted them with a bow. “Not many of you. Hmmm. Well, the school’s enrollment has dropped a bit, you know.” He twisted the ends of his mustache. “The small class will allow us to be a bit more informal and will, I’m sure, produce stimulating discussions.”

To Tria’s dismay, she was one of only four students. All too often it would fall her turn to be the focus of Master San Marté’s attention.

She resented having been assigned to another Ethics class. Oryon and Kress were the ones who should have been placed on its roll. Of the five boys who had assisted Oryon and Kress the night of the ball, only Jerrol and Davy were consigned to share this particular purgatory. She’d heard Britnor and Fenton complaining that they’d been “stuck into” another of Old Tumbles’s classes, and Reece had withdrawn from school.

Norietta, a shy second-year student Tria scarcely knew, was the fourth member of the Ethics class. She had the misfortune to be the selected target for this first lecture. While Master San Marté pranced back and forth, emphasizing points with affected gestures, pausing to reposition his sliding toupee or adjust the knot in his silk neck scarf, he directed his remarks to and kept his gaze focused on the hapless Norietta.

Tria’s sympathy for the girl was diluted by her own private preoccupations. Her hand strayed to the globe hanging on its chain around her neck. As her fingers closed around it, she thought again of Wilce’s message. It had not lessened her determination to push forward with her search; it only increased her impatience. Although Lina claimed to be making progress with Kress, Tria was not certain she believed her. She resolved not to rely on the catgirl.

Tria had discovered where the books were kept that would have spells for invoking denizens of the Dire Realms. Yesterday evening she had accused the third-year student on duty in the library of having allowed Oryon to read forbidden material. Wide-eyed, the girl, Rozelle, asked Tria what she meant. “Wasn’t it you,” Tria asked innocently, “who let him see the special reference work on summoning spells?”

Horrified, Rozelle vehemently denied the charge.

“I’m sorry,” Tria said. “It must have been the other assistant.”

“Nan? Impossible!” Rozelle shook her head. Her long straight hair whipped around her face.

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