I feel Matthew's hand on the small of my back, his body feeling tense.
"River is the head of the warrior program here, if you recall. He's my strategist and... what would you call it, River?"
"I'd say commandant," River shrugs with a grin, his focus entirely on me. "I was never built for the bureaucracy side of things, but I'm especially excited about fighting."
I'm sure that River would fit well in Sparta. Physically, he looks like a Spartan. He also has that bloodlust in his gaze when he talks about fighting that I grew up with. But he seems quite nice. I've learned that the nicest people tend to be the most ruthless.
"He's definitely a shark," Sage rolls her eyes. "Can smell blood from miles away."
"Well, it's still nice to finally meet you." I raise my eyebrow at Sage. "Your paren
