On Basilisk Station (Honor Harrington, #1)

by David Weber

In point of fact, she'd nearly flunked out of multi-dimensional math in her third form, and while she'd graduated in the top ten percent overall, she'd also held the embarrassing distinction of standing two-hundred-thirty-seventh (out of a class of two hundred and forty-one) in Mathematics.

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Thank God for computers. If she'd had to work out the math for this sort of thing, she'd probably have cut her own throat years ago,

"And perhaps you'd care to tell me a little something about your CO, as well. But take it slow, please. I'm not as young as I used to be, and I don't know if I'm ready for the concept of a competent senior officer on Basilisk Station!"

Harrington wasn't a wizard—she was a goddamned demon!