“Sabrina Gallo . . .” the Chancellor says softly. “Cousin to Leo Gallo and Miles Griffin.” “That’s right,” Sabrina says, chin up-tilted. “I’m beginning to regret extending admission to any of your family,” he says. “This is not a school for the meek and submissive,” Sabrina says. “No,” the Chancellor agrees. “But it is a school, and you will follow my rules while you are here. Or you will reap the consequences. Is that understood?” “Yes,” Sabrina says. “Absolutely.” I nod. “Good,” he says. And then, his black eyes fixing on me. “You can start with your uniform.”
