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I can’t tell if they’re laughing at me or at my new pal, the Count, but it doesn’t matter.
I don’t give a single iota what any of these peoplethink of me.
I’m here to get my soul-bonded and get out.
Chapter Five
The she-devil, while rare in most devil realms, is a force unto herself. Stronger than their male counterparts, if provoked, they will defend what's theirs with tooth and claw.
- From Realm to Realm: The Creature Encyclopedia
It tookan hour wandering the campus to find my dorm building. The headmaster assigned no one to show me around, and since I missed orientation day, he left me to figure it out myself.
Along the way, I find the infirmary, gymnasium, library, and the other dorms all before finding mine.
The only reason I know it’s my dorm is because my schedule says I’m in room number 719 and this is the only building on the whole campus tall enough to have a seventh floor.
I gawk up at the ridiculous mirrored glass building. All seven stories gleam in the sunlight, blinding anyone who walks along the path of the reflected sun.
How is this a dormitory?
I’ve seen plenty of dorms depicted on TV, and while—contrary to what Sera thinks—I understand TV rarely represents reality, this is way off.
This can’t be right.
The polished glass reflects the entire horizon, sky, clouds, and I can even see the Blackwood skyline in the distance. It’s so out of place.
But I suppose it’s not any more out of place than the literal castle I found on the grounds.
I can’t even imagine what that building is for.
According to my class schedule, for the next semester, I’ll be living on the top floor of this monstrosity.
As I resign myself to my fate, the sound of hundreds of pounding feet, like the hooves of a herd of minotaur, stampede closer and closer.
I twist the ring around on my finger and turn slowly only to find it’s not minotaur barreling toward me.
It’s a glut of students, coming from all directions, talking and laughing.
They seem not to notice me as they file into the building.
Fine by me.
Preferred, actually.
But it also seems like far too many students. Looks more like the entire student population just crammed themselves into the building.
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe the building is bigger on the inside?
I hang back so I’m not bounced between bodies again.
It doesn’t take very long, a few minutes maybe. But as I enter the shining building, the bright open area of the first floor—likely the common shared space, judging by the ludicrous number and configurations of seating arrangements—is entirely empty.
Not a single student is on that floor or the seven flights of stairs I trek up.
I reach my floor, packed with what must be every student from every floor.
Wall-to-wall faces and scents.
