Trade Infrastructure was taught by a Valdari woman named Professora Pelegatta, whose lecture hall was packed by the time Katarina got there.
That was a good sign. Back at Vellasera, the only classes that packed out were the ones where Brynn was demonstrating, in excruciating detail, how to break a kneecap.
Here, in an auditorium three hundred miles from home, people had actually shown up to talk about cargo. At nine in the morning. On purpose.
Clearly, it meant the professor knew what she was doing.
She found a seat near the back and took stock. Most of the room was clearly from Pavona, which she'd expected. A cluster of human merchant heirs down the middle, which she'd also expected. A handful of other Valdari scattered across the rows, which had been a pleasant surprise in her first week and was now just a number she noted. No sign of the silver-haired aevari, though.
