Veiled Wings (Sciathain Academy Book 1) by Mazzy J. March

Author:Mazzy J. March [March, Mazzy J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Decadent Publishing LLC
Published: 2021-03-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Since we had our last class together, Alara and I went to dinner together. “I was wondering if we always got room service,” I told her. “It was good but I like the idea of eating with everyone and socializing.”

“Then you’ll love this,” Alara chortled. “The only time dinner is delivered, unless someone is unwell of course, is on Testing day. At least so far as I know. But dinners here are famous, so I’m excited to get to finally be part of the gang. My older sister went here, and I visited campus a few times and took a few early admission classes, but I’ve never gotten to do the whole student dinner.”

“Food is pretty good, huh? That peri-berry muffin was amazing, by the way.”

“Yeah, it’s one of the few things they import from the other side.” Before I commented, she went on. “But while the food is pretty good, it’s, well, you’ll have to see for yourself.”

We headed down the library hallway, talking about our class. “Do you really think all that stuff works? The magical objects and music and all that?”

“Well, sure.” She cast a glance at me out of the side of her eyes. “I mean, what else would we do? Spells? We’re not witches after all.”

“No, we sure aren’t.” I knew that, but I was still having kind of a hard time with the fairy thing. I didn’t understand it. Like…was it just a different kind of people? Everyone here looked pretty human, well, except for the testing situation, and I’d about half convinced myself the wings were an illusion brought on by an intense situation.

Like, she was so emotionally overwhelming, I imagined that her friendly comforting hug was done with wings. Not that I’d ever thought that way before or even imagined it.

“I haven’t seen the dining hall somehow, where is it?” I was still lost half the time.

“Right up ahead. I hope you’re hungry.”

“I could eat.” But as we turned left down a short hallway and joined a flow of other students, I was more interested to hear what they all had to say than in eating. I’d grown up with the same friends my entire life, and coming here had been more jarring than I might allow myself to admit. Especially with all the confusion about how much was metaphor and hyperbole and how much was real.

Fairy history? Amazing, but nothing wilder than I’d read in some of my favorite novels. But was it real, or was it just legend?

If the stories were tall tales, the dining room was designed to take us all the way to fairyland. Rather than being a regular room at all, it was entirely enclosed in glass like a big greenhouse or something. And the thousands of plants and shrubs, many of them in full bloom, enhanced that impression.

“Oranges?” I reached out and caressed one but didn’t pick it. Dwarf trees lined the entry, which was a curved glass tunnel like you see in old elegant manors that have those big conservatories.

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