“Corbin is my boyfriend,” Chantelle said.
“Corbin is your boyfriend? I didn’t even know he was dating anyone,” Trina said, glancing at Oriella.
“Because we were keeping it a secret, because my friends would never approve of me dating a phoenix mage,” Chantelle said. “But then Loukas asked me to the dance. I told him I could never date anyone from Knox House but he was persistent, so finally I told him I had a boyfriend. I refused to tell him who, but he followed me, he saw me with Corbin and he got angry that I was already dating someone from Knox.”
“Wait, what’s wrong with dating someone from Knox House?” Trina asked.
“Pixie mages don’t date anyone from…from Knox House,” Chantelle said. “Loukas knew I didn’t want my friends to know I was dating the don of Knox House, so he forced me to steal the feather. He didn’t say why, but he said if I didn’t he’d tell everyone at Flora House my secret. But then Eddy came to talk to me and he was asking all sorts of weird questions about the feather and Knox House. I had no idea the stupid feather meant so much to Knox House. I didn’t know it was your heirloom. I didn’t know Loukas made it into some stupid game to steal Corbin’s room.”
“First of all, it’s not a stupid feather, it’s Sir Gadison’s Golden Phoenix Feather,” Oriella said, “and second of all, it’s not just Corbin’s room, it’s a suite that takes up the entire fourth floor and has its own pool table.”
Trina nodded. “Loukas was the one who suggested that the suite should be the prize.”
“I’m sorry,” Chantelle said. “I didn’t mean to cause such a mess. I got the feather back from where I hid it in the greenhouse and took it with me into the woods. I was waiting for dinner, when everyone would go to the meal hall and I could sneak back into Knox House and return the feather, so no one would win and Corbin wouldn’t lose his suite because of me. But then the greenhouse caught fire and I figured I could sneak back in while everyone was gawking at the fire.”
“So…let me get this straight,” Trina said. “All of this happened because of some stupid pixie mage dating rules?”
Chantelle’s cheeks turned pink with embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”
“I hate pixies,” Oriella said.
Trina sighed and looked at the golden phoenix feather she held in her hand. “I’m putting the feather back before the others return,” she said. “And you,” she said, pointing at Chantelle, “are escaping through our window so no one sees you leaving Knox House. You’re going back to Flora House and pretending none of this happened.”
“But…you’re going to take credit for finding the feather? You’re going to take Corbin’s suite?” Chantelle asked.
“No, we’re not,” Trina said as she put the feather back in its rightful place above the fireplace.
“We’re not?” Oriella asked.
“Corbin doesn’t deserve to lose his entire suite because Loukas is jealous of his silly pixie mage girlfriend,” Trina said. “He worked hard to become don, he didn’t just get the job handed to him, and whoever is don deserves the suite.”
Oriella nodded. “Fine.”
“Now c’mon, let’s get you out of here,” Trina said and led Chantelle up to their room.
Mere minutes after Chantelle’s escape down the ivy-ladder they heard people returning to the house. Footsteps came down the hall and there was a knock at the door. Trina opened it to see Ludella, the Headmistress of the Mage Academy. Ludella was a petite fairy mage who didn’t look a day past twenty, but Trina knew she was actually much, much older.
“Oh!” Trina gasped. “Hello, Headmistress Ludella. How may I help you?”
“You can invite me in,” Ludella said.
“Oh, yes,” Trina said and stepped back so Ludella could enter the dorm room.
Ludella glanced at Trina’s bed and the charred comforter she had yet to clean up.
“I believe you may have had something to do with the burning down of our greenhouse?” Ludella asked smoothly.
“Um…no,” Trina said, but she felt her cheeks grow hot.
“It’s okay, you can tell the truth,” Ludella said. “I had no idea your fire powers were becoming so strong. It’s obvious now what we must do.”
“Please don’t expel Trina!” Oriella said.
“I’m not expelling you,” Ludella said. “I think it’s about time we start searching for an apprenticeship. We need to find you an experienced dragon mage, one who can teach you how to control your powers. We need to find you a proper teacher.”
“We do?” Trina asked.
“Yes,” Ludella said. “It’s not every day a student burns down a greenhouse.”
“I’m very sorry,” Trina said. “I’ll find a way to fix it…I’ll help rebuild it, I’ll-”
“That’s enough Trina,” Ludella said. “You are a dragon mage. It’s about time you learn what that truly means.”
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