"Remember, this isn't to be mentioned anymore…"
The dean dropped the silencing seal and led the two professors out of the room. As they found the hawk waiting for them behind the locked door, they also let Shadur inside.
Those from the Forell family were still processing the dean's words as Shadur began gathering suture supplies.
"No wonder that cautious fool agreed to sponsor that kid…" Tranton laughed, looking at his sons with excitement. "I wish you two would've fought him, but now I'm reconsidering that. Sorry son, but she was just unlucky to have an opponent like him and not Fulkar or that no-name."
"Yeah… but he's really got--"
"Yes. You can trust the dean and his analysis," the lead medic in the room interjected, pointing discreetly at Shadur. "As her fiance, you're welcome to remain here but please don't get in anyone's way."
"Then we'll be going. We should go congratulate the finalists…" sighed Tranton, waving to his worried son.
