Never Keep (Sins of the Zodiac #1)

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

T he Vault of Sky was comprised of a series of buildings which all towered around a central triangular courtyard designed for us to practice our fighting drills and master our elemental magic away from the prying eyes of our enemies. Some of the rooms in the enormous network of chambers were dedicated to mastering the various uses of air magic, others designated for the living space for this year’s neophytes. There was a library bigger than the ballroom at some of the lesser palaces in the air kingdom and a bathhouse which made the copper tub in my apartment at Wrathbane look little better than a bucket filled with slop.

There was one tower in this section of Never Keep, the eight floors having been assigned as sleeping quarters for around twenty, but I’d claimed it along with Dalia and Moraine, demanding that anyone wishing to join us bested me in combat to claim their space. So far, there had been no takers. We’d tossed the beds we didn’t require out into the hallway for the Fae who were now left without anywhere to sleep to brawl over, though Moraine had kept a spare in case she wanted to sleep with a different view.

I cared little for the sport of taunting those too weak to demand their own quarters, but Dalia and Moraine had made a game of rushing through the corridors and scaring the shit out of them while they tried to claim some rest in their poor excuses for beds.