Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

“It was only for a few days.” He has the good sense to retreat a step. “You told me the games were at my discretion this year.” “And clearly your discretion lacks common fucking sense,” she retorts. “I’ve heard everything I need to hear. Correct the death roll, get these cadets into formation, and commence graduation so the new lieutenants can get to their wings. I expect to see you in my office in thirty minutes, Colonel Aetos.” Relief nearly takes my knees out from under me. She believes me. Dain’s dad stands at attention. “Yes, General.” “You survived a knife wound after being thrown into combat as a first-year,” she says to me. “I did.” She nods, a satisfied half smile curving her mouth for all of a heartbeat. “Maybe you’re more like me than I gave you credit for.”