“Arcos will care,” I whisper. He stiffens. “What did you say?” “Lorn au Arcos will care if his last student dies,” I say, dropping the falsely ragged breath, straightening proudly. Cassius stares at me as if he’s seen a ghost. He hesitates. So too do those who hear what I say. “While you ate, I trained. While you drank, I trained. While you sought pleasure, I trained from the weeks after the Institute to the days before the Academy.” “Lorn au Arcos doesn’t accept students,” Cassius hisses. “Not for thirty years.” “He made an exception.”
I fucking love this reveal. I was wondering why Darrow was quoting and fangirling over Arcos so much
