Summoner by Eric Vall

Author:Eric Vall [Vall, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2018-09-25T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

All anyone could talk about was the events of the previous day. I just wanted to eat the grits and eggs in front of me, but the feverish whispering of my fellow students kept me distracted. Nearly a hundred pairs of eyes drifted my way as I tried to eat. I usually didn’t mind attention, but this was a bit much.

It would have been easier to bear if Nia had been present to receive the brunt of it, but she was conspicuously absent. I hoped she was alright, but there wasn’t anything I could rightly do about her.

Braden took a seat across from me after he’d finally selected his breakfast. He was a picky eater and apparently took a lot of time to consider his meal options. This morning he had decided on lamb chops, a huge ham thigh, a bowl of oatmeal, and a large biscuit. Picky as he was, he was a big eater, given his size and stature.

Layla joined right after him. She only had a couple slices of buttered toast and a ridiculously large mug of coffee. Then again, since her hair was tasseled and she had deep bags under her eyes, she probably needed the caffeine.

They were both blessed distractions from the hundreds of eyes staring us down. Braden hesitated to eat his food as he nervously avoided all the curious stares. Layla took one look around, then drank nearly half of the huge mug, never mind how hot it was. After one last gulp, she put the mug down, licked her lips, and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Is this what it’s like to be noticed for once?” she asked, her aggravation clear.

Braden nodded slowly before he took a bite out of his biscuit. “It seems so,” he said as he chewed. That made me smirk. He was of noble birth, but sometimes he threw proper decorum right out the window.

“I hate it,” Layla grunted.

I poked at my food with my fork but didn’t take a bite. “Agreed.”

Layla clapped her hands together and perked up. “I do understand their curiosity. So, are you gonna spill it?”

My eyes narrowed. “What?”

“Are you going to tell us what went down in the rift?” she asked, her excitement and curiosity making her jittery.

I considered that briefly. I knew she meant well, she was only curious, as anyone would rightfully be. “I’d rather not talk about it.” I pointedly ignored the pout that followed and scarfed down my eggs.

Her lips stuck out. “Oh, come on, Gryff,” her voice was trying to be seductive and low. “Don’t be so stingy. Give us the details.”

“Bethel…” Braden chimed in, his tone concerned.

She glared back at him. “Hush, Flint.” She turned back to me, all smiles. “Please? My curiosity is killing me.”

“Fine!” My words rang out over the chattering, which brought the volume down low as all eyes turned to me in earnest now. Not helping. I cleared my throat and lowered my voice. “Fine,” I said again, “but no more questions after, and no more bothering me about it.

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