“You do, though, as we both learned last night. And I can’t be everywhere you are. But Liam here”—he points back to the blond Tyr—“he’s a first-year, so he can be in every class, at every challenge, and I even had him assigned to library duty, so I hope you get used to him, Sorrengail.” “You’re overstepping.” My nails bite into my palms. “You haven’t begun to see overstepping,” he warns,