Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. His head turned sideways towards the noise, his brows scowling. She pitted aspirants against each other in any way imaginable, with tests of science, math, and sometimes will alone. Silly, isn’t it? Undisciplined. There were mysterious rustlings that made him glance hopefully toward the sea. He reached the top floor and ran down the corridor to the little dressing room at the end where he had lost her before. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. Turning, she heaved at the bottom door and slammed it in his face just as he came leaping forward to grab her.
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