We were still in the middle of our bickering when a voice cut through the air.
"Lads, everyone, come to the dinner table! It's time to eat dinner!"
It was our dorm nanny calling for us. The Imperial Academy didn't have a grand canteen like most people might imagine.
Instead, each dorm had its own caretaker who cooked for the students living there.
It was a quieter, more homely setup, though depending on the caretaker, the taste of food could range from decent to questionable.
I turned my head toward the window, and sure enough, the world outside had already slipped into darkness. I hadn't even noticed how quickly the day had passed.
"Coming!" I called back, pushing myself up from my chair and heading toward the door.
There would be time to finish the argument later, preferably after I'd had something warm in my stomach.
I grabbed the handle, turned it, and pulled the door open in one smooth motion, and immediately, something slammed into me.
Or rather… I slammed into it.
