Byron will have a fit if I am late." The fourth-year chuckled. "Maybe the grouch will let someone else go in your place." He bent down to kiss me again. "Ian!" I shoved him away playfully. "You know this is important." Ian gave a dramatic sigh and released me to my duties. "Fine. But if Darren makes one attempt…" "He won't," I said quickly. My heart stopped and I prayed that Ian wouldn't notice the way my hands had suddenly stilled. Darren had been absent the remainder of last evening. I hadn't been able to pull him aside and tell him my decision. I finished loading the last of my clean tunics into my pack and hauled the leather straps onto my shoulder. Ian wasn't allowed in the girl's barracks – even with the door open and Ella nearby– but the rest of our faction was eating and this was the only opportunity we would get to say goodbye. "Alright you two," Ella interrupted. "The morning bell is going to toll in exactly fifteen minutes. Ry, if you don't start heading down to the docks now you are going to be late and then you'll never be offered a position with the Port Langli regiment after you get your mage's robes." She grinned wickedly.
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