"We'll be visiting the Military Training Center today," Vivienne announced. "It's an important site where many of the city's elite soldiers, combat specialists, and enforcers receive even more training."
Now that was interesting.
Merlin leaned back in his seat, fingers tapping against his desk.
'In the original novel, there was no class trip to the military center…'
Which meant this was a deviation—something that wasn't supposed to happen.
Whether it was a minor change or a major shift, Merlin didn't know yet.
'I guess my presence did change a couple of things.'
Soon he would find out what exactly changed.
Vivienne glanced at her watch. "We leave in ten minutes. Everyone, grab your things and meet at the transport gates."
With that, she dismissed the class.
Merlin stood up slowly, his expression unreadable as he processed this new development.
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