“Did you see Sabrina Gallo dancing with Ilsa Markov?” he says. “Yeah.” I nod, my cock trying to stir at the memory of Nix sandwiched between the two girls, Ilsa Markov cupping her breasts from behind while she took Sabrina’s face in her hands and kissed her . . . “Pretty hard to miss it,” I say. Hedeon nods. “Everyone was watching. Including the Chancellor.” My stomach does a long, slow flip. “Well,” I say, with a fake chuckle. “He’s only human.” “He was talking to Sabrina after the Quartum Bellum,” Hedeon says. “And he let her off easy the first day of school, after she clocked Estas.” “He
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