We had breakfast on a clear day. Usually at this time I was yawning in class at the university or going to dinner. But I liked the option with a late rise more. No one wakes up, no one pulls off the blanket, no one shouts: “Eva! Faster! You're late!".

The guys collected food on trays, but hardly ate, yawned, teased each other and waited for the commander, who went to report to the quaestor. After yesterday, I was thoughtful and distracted.

- Eve - Jock leaned closer, cornflower blue eyes sparkled with curiosity. - They say you were in the shower with Diego.

I almost choked on my juice,...