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Getting away from my chaperon was one of the hardest parts of going to the school, but I knew I needed to be there and in order for that to happen I’d needed to agree to having someone watch over me. I felt sorry for Alban, because every time I managed to escape him he got hauled in front of the head once more, but that didn’t stop me from leaving him behind once more as I stalked across the field. Even though I could hear him calling my name, sounding angrier than I’d ever heard him sound, I kept going, as I was going to be later, again, for my appointment. Thankfully my mentor was understanding.
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Written for Elizabeth’s prompt: Sini meets Riordan
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Written for wyld_dandelyon’s prompt: flood.
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I stepped through the portal, still trying to rub whatever it was off my fingers, and when I looked around I realised that something had gone very wrong. “He always was too clever for his own good,” a male voice said, making my heart sink. “The only way he could have got you through the portal with that on your hands was if he used a certain ritual that he should know better then to try, because he knows how easy it is for someone to have already made certain that the person in question will end up in a place of their choosing. It won’t take him long to follow you, though, so it’s time to move.”
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