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yet. It was supposed to be a surprise. None of this would have happened if you hadn’t just showed up like that.”
    “So this is our fault?” Shane asked in disbelief, finally turning his full attention to the conversation.
    “No, Shane, of course not. That’s not what I meant.” Brittany’s face melted into a smile as she sidled up to him, putting a hand on his arm and peering at him.
    “Typical Brittany,” Nevaeh said, but Charity was still between them.
    “Nev, you need to have someone look at your arm. Sit.” Charity thunked Nevaeh down in a chair. “Brittany, you’re alone in a room full of hostile people, most of whom have it in for you. And the dance starts soon. Go finish decorating.”
    Charity shoved the girl out the door as Brittany protested, “By myself?” Charity raised her eyebrows at Shane as she turned around. Having a Seer as his favorite cousin often came in handy, although he was curious to know why she hadn’t told them about the accident before they got into the gym.
    “Is she going to be okay?” Hunter asked Charity from where he still leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
    Charity frowned, shaking her head. “I… don’t… know.”
    “What do you mean you don’t know?” Shane exclaimed. Hunter’s head came up sharply.
    “Well she’s not a doctor, is she? How would she know?” Nevaeh snapped. Shane blinked in surprise. He’d forgotten she and Livi were there. Hunter pushed away from the wall and stalked out, jerking his head at the door as he passed Charity. She glanced at Shane as they both followed Hunter. He was halfway down the empty hallway when they caught up with him.
    “You didn’t see her fall, did you?” Hunter asked, stopping to face Charity. She shook her head. “And you can’t see her now?” Again, she shook her head. “We need to get out of here.” He turned on his heel and started down the hall again.
    “Wait, what? Why? You can’t be serious.” Shane laughed in disbelief.
    “There’s only one reason you wouldn’t be able to see that, Charity,” Hunter said, ignoring Shane.
    Charity crossed her arms and glared down at the floor. “There are two reasons, Hunter. Either she is the Prodigy that Shane is supposed to kill to end this stupid war or I’m a crappy Seer. Hmmm, I wonder which one it could be.”
    “She’s a girl, Hunter. The Prodigy is a boy. Everybody knows that,” Shane said, and turned to Charity. “You’re not a crappy Seer.”
    The Council, a combination of six sorcerers who ruled the Carules, had been excited when Charity was born. A first cousin to the Prodigy, the most powerful sorcerer ever born. But they had found no traces of Carules magic, only the gift of Sight, and not even a strong gift, in their opinion. Charity had grown up being told she was worthless. Because of that, they’d had this conversation many, many times.
    Which was why Hunter ignored it. “Show me where it says the Prodigy is male, Shane.”
    “Well… I’m male,” Shane said, and as Hunter threw up his hands in disgust, Shane rushed to continue. “ And the Prodigy is more powerful than any other, right? Except me, of course. And males are, as a rule, more powerful.” Hunter opened his mouth to argue but Shane continued. “And — you’ve seen the pictures. The Prodigy is huge. That girl was tall, not huge.”
    “All we’ve seen is the Prodigy in a black hooded robe clouded in a shroud spell. It could be Livi, for all we know. And males, as a rule, are more aggressive, not more powerful. Besides that, there are always exceptions to the rule. And Charity can’t see her. ” Hunter ground out each word.
    Shane shook his head as Charity said, “I can’t see a lot of people, Hunter.”
    “You can’t see the Prodigy.”
    “You’re getting all worked up because Charity can’t see her? Besides, if she had been the Prodigy, I would have known.” Shane dropped his voice and his lips quirked up as a couple of sophomore girls walked by and