Birthright (The Technomage Archive, Book 1)

by B.J. Keeton

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  Several hours later, the students were finally dismissed. They began to stand up and mill about aimlessly as students tend to do, and Roman said, “On each of your terminals is a room assignment.” The Recruits went back to their desks. “You will each have your own, private quarters. Make yourself comfortable. If you’re one of those lucky few who become Apprenticed, this room will be your home for the next six years.”

  The class began to murmur, but Roman continued speaking. “If you are from Ennd’s or Cernt Academies, your belongings have already been transferred to your new rooms. If you are from Ferahgo Academy, your things should arrive tomorrow morning. No matter which school you’re from, though, you will find new training uniforms in each of your assigned quarters. I’ll be making rounds to check in with each of you later this evening. Unless there are questions, you may go.”

  As the students moved toward the door, Ceril saw Roman smile mischievously. “Good luck finding your quarters. I'll see you all tomorrow.”