Ada laughed contentedly.
And I like you!
Youre all nothing at first glance either, the new girl didnt bother to say anything.
The girls giggled, and the awakened Simka opened one eye.
Can you tell me how you got into the academy? Zikki asked Ada.
Well, what can I tell you? I was sent to one of the boarding houses in Onyx Rocks, in the hope of making a worthy future wife and a noble eshsheri. But the material could not be cut. I turned out to be too much for the boarding house of noble eshsheri, so they simply got rid of the problem pupil at the first opportunity. Do you know what my mentors called me among themselves? Headache! Ada shared and, in turn, asked: What is your destiny?
Ha! I have a slightly different story, although similar. I ran away from an imposed marriage, Zikka responded with frankness for frankness.
You have a fiance!
Is he handsome? The Dustrasse twins were seriously excited.
I have no idea what he looks like. Ive never seen him and I dont want to see him! That's actually why I'm here.
Vilde began to furiously twirl a curl of hair around her finger.
Well, in vain! I should look at him first before running away, she blurted out.
Im afraid that after we met, I would have become his wife that same day.
Are your rules so strict? Lisel was surprised, raising her beautiful eyebrows.
Something like that. There are too many ancient traditions and conventions in the south. Dont bother, Zikki waved it off.
But how did you end up among the best students? You are not from the boarding house and, in general, not local. This is against the rules! Volde noted.
Absolutely not according to the rules! In general, I am a fan of breaking rules and traditions. Especially those that I dont like, the fire girl agreed with her and winked dashingly.
So you also acted through connections, like Mirre? Vilde frowned darkly.
Im not through connections! I exploded.
Sorry, cousin. I forget all the time.
This chatterbox made a guilty face. And she really forgot, and didnt blurt it out to spite me, but I still got angry.
But Im definitely through connections. I swear by the sands! An influential acquaintance helped me, Zikki said without a twinge of conscience, which completely shocked Wolde.
Is it just me, or is there some kind of romantic story behind this? Khvoyana narrowed her eyes.
I dont think so Zikki began and stopped short, but then finished firmly: No, I dont think so. I'm going to study. I want to become a magician of the first circle, and so that no one dares to dictate to me who to marry and who not to marry. Then no. No romance. Only cold calculation.
The twins looked at each other meaningfully.
And were going to look for suitors. Granny said that studying is a secondary matter, and you need to think about the future first, Vilde unexpectedly said.
She even suggested what rules to use to look for suitors, Volde added.
No, yes. What a granny, such a future I couldnt restrain myself from teasing.
Here even the silent Yumi could not stand it and smiled.
Like this! Some are running away from marriage, while others are looking for it. How different our lives are! Lisel sighed.
Zikki, who helped you get in? Vilde asked curiously.
Let me keep this a secret. Maybe someday I'll tell you later. If we become friends
What did I say? This is in you from Mirre! Khvoyana exclaimed joyfully.
There was a knock on the roof of the stagecoach, and Uncle Alan's voice was heard:
Chatterboxes! You should calm down, you have to get up early tomorrow!
Heeding his words, we began to settle down for the night. They straightened the pillows in dark blue pillowcases with an embroidered gold wheel the sign of the Travel Bureau. We wrapped ourselves in thin blue blankets and tried to sleep.
Well, well For some time there was snoring, the girls were spinning and sighing. Only Adalbjorg almost immediately began to breathe regularly. The northern woman knew how to fall asleep as if on command in any conditions and position.
Ada? Zikki called in a whisper, unmistakably choosing the only person who was actually asleep.
M? the northern woman answered her, waking up sleepily.
Where are the other two?
The answer was silence. The other girls also held their breath.
Who are you talking about? Ada asked when the silence dragged on.
Well, there should be ten adepts, but there are only eight of us.
They will arrive on their own, Lisel answered instead of Ada.
It seemed like both she and Zikki knew a little more than the others. How interesting!
We arrived at the academy early in the morning. The stagecoach, hovering above the ground, did not make the usual sounds of wheeled transport, and only the paws of the wolves rustled barely audibly on the pavement, and their heavy breathing could be heard. The last part of the journey was constantly uphill, and the animals were quite tired. We entered the tall gate in almost complete silence. Only a huge raven croaked deafeningly as it flew up from the wrought-iron fence. A fine autumn rain was drizzling, and the wind hit the wall of the stagecoach in gusts, causing it to sway.
Its a bit gloomy Zikki drawled, looking out the window.
Just like home, Ada sighed with nostalgia.
The girls, who were sitting at the ready, reached into their bags in search of warm clothes. I didnt move, I managed to dress properly right away. Another hour before arrival. Ashsher Nett warned us, so I pulled myself together and pushed the sleepy Simka out of the stagecoach.
We soared past dark gray, squat buildings that formed an entire street. Water dripped from the gable roofs, flowing down the drainpipes. Crows sat here and there, and the cries of seagulls could be heard from afar the Academy of Wind and Storms was located above the sea. Once upon a time there was a castle in which the founder of the educational institution lived. Later, both the castle and a small village nearby were converted into an academy, and people moved a little further away so as not to be at risk. Living next to inexperienced elemental magicians is still fun.
The stagecoach stopped in the driveway of the tallest building where the academy was located.
Eshsheri, let's go out! Uncle Alan commanded.
I was the very first one outside, as I was sitting closer to the exit. While the rest of the girls were getting out, I managed to look around. Behind us was a square with a large statue of the founder, on the pedestal of which were embossed the symbols of all four main elements. But from where I was, I saw only two: land and water.
To the right there was a park, standing out as a colorful spot against the background of total grayness. The crimson-brown-green riot was pleasing to the eye, reminding that colors had not disappeared from the world. Turning around, I began to look at the bizarre sculptures on the facade of the building. A massive hulk made of gray stone blocks seemed to prop up the leaden sky with its pointed roofs. Probably, the entire Blackrock estate could fit entirely in one of its halls!
Despite the gloomy view and nasty weather, I wanted to climb everything here from top to bottom. Explore the hidden corners of the park. Look into the underground catacombs going deep into the mountain. Climb into the attic and see if there really is a ghost living there? I couldnt wait to find out all the secrets that the ancient academy building conceals.
Dad loved this place. He devoted his life to working here and talked a lot about him at home when he came on vacation or holidays, but I had no idea that in reality everything was much more interesting!
Meanwhile, a delegation in uniform robes, led by an impressive man, came out onto the porch. It was Felsen Schwartz, the onyx dragon and rector of the Academy of Wind and Storms, about whom I had heard a lot. Among the men there was only one woman. Tall, with a bun on her head. From my fathers stories, I knew that this was Estella Krieger, the dean of the Faculty of Household Magic. And there was also the Duke of Blackrock my father.
Finding me with his eyes, dad pursed his lips in displeasure. Well, what does he not like, pray tell? What is he unhappy with? I smiled broadly at him. I missed my beloved daddy and wanted to hug him, but Ill have to be patient until were left alone.
Girls, line up, please! Alan Nett asked, and we lined up along the side of the stagecoach.
By this time, the driver had already led away the tired wolves, but the carriage still hovered above the ground, awaiting transportation. This did not require draft power.
The rector stopped on the top step of the porch.
Eshsheri, we welcome you to the Academy of Wind and Storms he began a solemn speech, but was interrupted and, turning to Dean Krieger, asked: Where are the other two adepts? There should be ten of them, but I only see eight.
Eshcheri Ricci seems to be late, and escheri Hugel she answered the rector and looked at the sky and added: Already here.
I also raised my head and saw a rapidly approaching black dot.
What did the rector say? Ashcheri Hugel? The Hygels were one of the younger branches of the ruling family of dragons. It turns out that a real dragon will study with us! Wow!
And here comes Escheri Ricci, said Dean Krieger.
Wonderful! Lets wait a little, the rector responded complacently.
Indeed, from somewhere on the side of the park, a curvaceous girl with a shock of blond hair and a milky-white fitted coat was trotting towards us on thin heels. She looked like a bright spot against the background of total grayness and involuntarily attracted glances not only with her bright appearance and fashionable outfit, but also with her retinue she was accompanied by several adherents at once. One was carrying a purse, the other was holding an umbrella over it, trying to keep up. Several more simply accompanied us, but when they saw the rector, they all dispersed somewhere, and Escheri Ricci came up to us alone. The beauty did not see the black dragon landing along the same trajectory, and she landed right in front of her. It was so successful that the fashionistas white coat was covered with small specks of dirt.
Ah! the blonde choked with indignation, and then the unexpected happened.
Even more unexpected than the landing of a giant lizard. The blond fashionista swung her hand and hit the dragon with her fashionable handbag on a long handle right in the face!
For a moment everyone was speechless. The silhouette of Eshcheri Hugel became hazy, blurred in space, and a brunette with a short haircut appeared in front of us. Her plump lips delighted the eye with bright scarlet lipstick, and her eyes were an equally bright orange shade, characteristic of the younger branches of the ruling family. The pants and jacket unusually, I would even say indecently, hugged the girls body, not hiding a single curve, and in the collar, unbuttoned right down to the neckline, I could clearly see rune marks.
If you do that again, Ill bite your head off, the dragoness stated phlegmatically, turning to the blonde.
Oh, sorry, eshsheri. Its me out of frustration, the blonde immediately backed down, making her eyes wide. This coat is from the autumn collection Snakes. It cost me a pretty penny
Escheri Ricci's voice was so sweet that I wanted to drink some water.
Send me the bill from the laundry, baby, the dragoness grinned and added seriously: Duel. This evening at seven on she turned to the rector and unceremoniously asked: Ascher Schwartz, where do you usually solve problems here?
In my office, eshcheri Hugel! the rector snapped, and then added softer: Beata, be reasonable and dont force me to write to your uncle.
The dragoness frowned with displeasure, and her orange eyes flashed brighter, promising trouble to anyone who dared to stand in her way.
Who is our uncle? Ada whispered in my ear.
Uncle is the ruler of the Onyx Rocks, I answered just as quietly.
Oh the northern woman was impressed.
Eshsheri, you are detaining the rector and the others. Remember about decency, finally! Estella Krieger sternly scolded the girls.
Having measured each other with derogatory glances, the girls stood at different ends of our small formation. The blonde is at the beginning, the dragon is at the end.
Adepts, for the first time the Academy of Wind and Storms opens its doors to female students. Both for us and for you it will be a new unique experience, hopefully successful. Serious changes are coming, and I am glad to welcome you to these ancient walls! the rector began again.
He introduced us to the teachers and deans, then we introduced ourselves one by one. By this moment, adherents had gathered on the square near the statue of the founder, on the side of the idle fountain and on the side of the porch, looking at us with interest. Trying not to be distracted by them, I listened carefully to the rector.
Perhaps this would have continued, but I noticed that Asher Schwartz was talking to us, but was now looking somewhere to the side. Following his gaze, I came across a group of guys walking along the driveway past a stagecoach. They hardly paid any attention to us, they just glanced at us with indifferent glances and headed towards the park.
So bright and different, they stood out among other adherents!
One is blond with long hair as gorgeous as that of one of my friends northern dragons. The short fiery red hair of the second played with tongues of flame in the breeze. This one of them all smiled at us, as if he was unable to maintain a serious expression on his face for long.
A brown-haired man with wavy hair combed to one side looked from under his brows with squinted eyes, latently evoking a feeling of anxiety. Completely inexperienced in romantic relationships, I instantly realized that it was better to stay away from people like him.
But most of all I was impressed by the brown-haired, gloomy guy who walked with them, but seemed to be on his own. He didnt even turn his head at us, and I experienced mixed feelings. Slight offense and interest. Offense because he didnt consider us worthy of attention, but interest because I didnt have time to see his face and eye color. All that remained was to admire the spread of the shoulders, covered with a uniform jacket, and the neck peeking out from the collar.
I didn't think so, did I? Does he have tattoos there similar to those of Beate Hügel? Is he also a dragon from a junior branch of the ruling family?
Stealthily looking at the broad backs and stately figures, I got distracted, and suddenly something forcefully poked me under the knees! It all happened so suddenly that I almost fell and, in order to maintain my balance, I stepped forward, finding myself out of line.
Ashsheri Blackrock, did you want something? Felsen Schwartz immediately drew attention to me.
Y-yes, escher rector. I I forgot something on the stagecoach. And now I remember. A very important thing, dear to the heart
The rector grinned condescendingly, and my father stared at me with disapproval. Well, since youre so dear that you decided to interrupt me, so be it. Go and get it. We will wait.
Simka, why did you set me up like that? I hissed at the simuran angrily. Thank you! Excuse me I stammered, blushing, and hastily disappeared inside the stagecoach. There, as I expected, the culprit of the incident was hiding. That's who pushed me out of line!
My friend looked at me reproachfully and, wagging his tail, placed a ball that had come from out of nowhere on the floor in front of me.
Do you think now is the right time for games?! I was indignant.
No! It wasn't a ball! This was something different. A ball as black as darkness itself, covered with orange dragon writing, which suddenly flashed and glowed. In surprise, I stumbled back and grabbed the wall.