Teachers even knew of it, and I got special glares from The Warden between classes, so I was certain he’d heard about it too. I really didn’t feel it was all that noteworthy and just wished people would drop it. Although, I did notice it seemed to help everyone overcome their fear of talking to me. Even if Achan’s intent was to harm me, he’d only succeeded in escalating my popularity. The one question everyone kept asking was how the arrow didn’t leave a wound. A few people even asked me to lift my arms, proving I wasn’t hiding an injury to my torso. Truthfully, I couldn’t explain it either, and this seemed to frustrate everyone else as much as it did me. Of course, I never mentioned the fact that Eran had interceded and suffered the brunt of the arrow…not me. Most of the time I tried to listen more intently to the teacher’s lectures, trying to ignore the fuss over the incident and take my mind off the seemingly impossible task of steering my attention away from thoughts of Eran.
