Theron could feel the gazes on him as they trotted along on their horses. He was up ahead, so it was as though they were searing holes through his back. However, judging by his expression, one would never guess that there was anything wrong with him at all.
He was trying to figure out something else entirely while ignoring the young Teran trotting along by his side.
Why? Was this gathering really so important?
General Pennel was taking them along on an expedition of sorts, not as far as the northern lines, but clearly to a place that was very dangerous nonetheless. But it seemed odd to take a group of Imperial Academy students down such a road just for training.
Usually, powers would be much more protective of their children. This culture was quite pervasive, given how the top geniuses of Clans were always retained by them and not allowed to join any other powers.
Recalling what the General had said about the changes to the border, he began to mull things over.
