I hear a fierce cry from my best friend Nyota’s bedding chambers in our palace. Today is the day I’ve dreaded my entire life, the one she’s been waiting for her entire life. I start to walk to her room until it’s sobbing I’m actually hearing, I start into a sprint. Is Ny okay? Maybe she messed up her make up? I’m not sure that would make her sob though. I arrive and briefly knock on her door before walking in. “Ny are you okay?” She looks up emmence pain in her eyes, she passes me a ripped envelope with tear marks over the outside. I open it, and the inside. It says StillWater Academy? The war college, maybe it’s one of my brothers? I start reading, nope the head administrator, of course her. She is the fuel of my childhood nightmares. Oh shit. We’re fucked. Or Nyota’s fucked, more so. We’ve been sent to our deaths. “Are you gonna say anything!” Ny throws at me not even asking thrown as of an insult. Scary. I forgot how scary she got when mad. Hasn’t happened in a while.

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