The next morning, a formal, Alpha Academy headed letter arrival at my door. I opened it up and my stomach sunk as I recognized the elegant script. Valentin had requested my prescience in his office that morning. Unlike his notes he used to send me about training, he signed this one. “Headmaster Lunerly” swirled in black ink on the bottom.
I closed my door and held the letter in my hand as Loren yawned and stretched. She smacked her lips a few times before sitting up and looking at me.
“Whut is it?” She grumbled.
I raised the paper towards her. “Valentin is asking to see me,” I put the paper down on my bed. “Well, the headmaster is.”
“Sounds important,” Loren mumbled as she curled herself back in bed. “Time is it?”
“Like seven,” I laughed. “I’ll meet you at Basics. Go back to bed, sle
