Elara's POV
The inter-house games had turned Draven Wolf Academy into a different kind of place.
The training fields were busier than usual from early morning, groups of students running drills before classes even started, and the corridors had taken on the particular energy of a school that had been given something competitive to focus on, every conversation carrying an undercurrent of who was entering what event and whether they had a realistic chance and what the other houses were doing that yours was not, and the general atmosphere of the whole school had shifted into something with a little more electricity in it.
Freya had entered three events with the confidence of someone who had not considered the possibility of losing, and had spent two evenings already planning her approach
