I did as ordered and crawled subserviently into the room. The first person I saw
there was Master Drayke. To be honest, I was relieved: He's a man I know and
trust. He really looked after me during my initiation. I left that ceremony
feeling like a precious object. I noticed two other men standing towards the
back of the room. But I felt obliged to keep my head hanging low so I couldn't
tell who they were. I could only fathom that they, like Master Drayke, were
wearing white suits. I was ordered to kneel up and, at that point, dared to look
over to my left, discovering that one of the men was actually Apprentice Cole.
I've always been scared of Apprentice Cole. Ever since I arrived here, he's been
so much further on in his training and he comes across as super confident. He's
also ridiculously handsome. Tall and blond, the clothes hang off him like some
sort of model, and he walks about like he owns the place. It didn't take me long
to realize that the other man was Master Patrick, who is also known to me. In
fact, he was the Master who gave me my secret name—and boy did every part of my
body ache following that ceremony! It was strange to see him and Apprentice Cole
in the same space. I was ordered to wash Master Drayke's feet. Ever since my
arrival, the importance of this particular ritual has been bashed into us. It is
a solemn and sacred demonstration of compliance which seals us to our superiors
and binds us to the laws of the Brotherhood. We all know exactly how to do it.
We're not allowed to do it until ordered to do so by a Master. So, when I heard
the words, my heart instantly started to pound. I did everything on autopilot,
realizing that, if I over-thought what was happening, I'd probably forget what I
was doing and make a complete fool of myself...
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