Cassie.

Class after class, I was introduced to so many people. I found my mind swirling with the amount of names I was supposed to remember, and I was happy to see the end of the day come quickly. The entire day I hadn't seen my brother, and wondered whether he had actually come to class at all.

Following a few other students I didn't know, I headed out to what they said were the training grounds, prepared to see if that was where Pollux had gone. Leaving the large vast buildings of the school, I followed down the cobbled paths and covered breezeways until the path led me through grassy fields with the site of a massive golden arena in the distance.

The voices of the warriors grunting, groaning, and yelling commands to one another coil be heard before even stepping foot into the arena, and I had no doubt this was where my brother had gone.

I hoped Trixie would have been able to go with me, but I found it unfortunate she was preoccupied by some task she had to do with her parents, so instead, I ventured out here alone.

As the building grew closer, I noted how the high walls of the area stood taller than the school itself, reminding me of the colosseum in Rome. A place where gladiators used to fight for the entertainment of their people. The same people who were ruthless and desired to see the blood and gore that made a lot of men lose their lives.

"Greek" god, but according to legend, the gods all were the same in the eyes of their believers, no matter the culture they came from. And here in these walls,

sitting and watching as they yelled for their favorite people took me by shock. I didn't find this kind of thing entertaining. I knew training was important,

shoulder, I took in the brown hair and golden eyes of a dark-skinned girl who was in my second

here. Celestial blood and all of that. Come sit with me. There's no point in watching alone." Hesitating for a moment, I gave a tight-lipped smile and nodded as

I spoke of my brother and, with an eager smile, she nodded. "Oh girl, he

say it like that..."

my head at her comment, and as she pointed in the direction of the field, I followed her finger

metaphorically, of course. Bronn was our strongest fighter, and as you can tell, he dominated Bronn in no

thing." bad

her quickly, I raised my brow in question. "Why do

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