That bad?” “Uh, yeah. Lady Galvin only Mentors for the title. Being good at alchemy isn’t the same as having a special ability, so unless she wanted to run some crazy apothecary like the Dizznees, it was Mentor or nothing. She hates it— and she takes it out on her prodigies. But who knows? Maybe you’ll become her new star pupil.” The words would have been encouraging—if Marella hadn’t burst into a hysterical fit of giggles right after. She was still cracking up when the bells chimed their intricate melody. Maybe Irrissa imagined it, but the tone sounded ominous. THE WIDE, ROUND ALCHEMY ROOM smelled like burning hair, and the walls were lined with curved shelves. Half were filled with tiny pots of ingredients, and the other half were filled with what Irrissa thought were trophies, but u

