“Hold it right there, Torina Edward Leopold von Deville.”
Down in front of the dorm building, on the street at night, Torina found her path blocked by two people.
At first she didn’t even realize they were calling her. She stared blankly for two seconds before remembering that was her full name—something only ever used at important family ceremonies.
“…?”
She looked them over, puzzled.
The one on the left had golden curly hair; the one on the right, golden straight hair. They wore short silver mage robes and each held a short staff, looking about twenty or so.
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