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“You. On the cross!” a Raven shouted at me.
Reluctantly, I moved away out of the line and took place on the chalk cross on the floor. A random Raven approached from the sidelines, never once looking at me. “Spread your arms and legs.”
Not intrusive at all.
I did as he asked, just wanting to get it over with. I didn’t know why they insisted on checking us every week, but Commander Folk had to have his reasons.
The Raven ran his hands down my body in a shallow search before nodding again. “She’s clean.”
Of course, I was. Where would I have got weapons from? The school was isolated by the protective boundaries that once used to keep unwanted guests out, now it was what kept us all in.
“Proceed,” the Raven said, allowing me to venture further into the dining hall to the table where Pr
