Naria was baffled. This bold woman spoke more than she had expected. She was just so formal, unlike Naria's usual street talk and casual dialect. The better part of her wanted to find this as a show of friendliness, but her rational judgement told her Tessa was attempting to cajole her...
Dusk darkened the horizon, setting the House of Night campus into shadows. The school's high priestess in training yawned heavily into her hand, wiping the sleep from one eye while stretching her other arm lazily above her. Worcester's High Priestess gave her a sideways glance, disapproving of...