From the chair in his private office, Negin Mal glared down at his personal guards from the raised platform he'd had constructed behind the desk to enhance his psychological advantage. To Mal's consternation, Victus's air of cool detachment hadn't...
Victus joined two dozen other sleepy boys who waited in line for breakfast. Out of consideration, he left a half-meter gap between himself and the boy in front of him. He'd long ago learned that the other boys didn't appreciate the way he smelled, and...