Tor grinned and did some math, in two days he'd be nineteen. On the first day of term this year. Now all he had to do was subtly remind someone and maybe he'd get a cake out of it. Last year it had been totally forgotten until over a month later. Not that cake was that hard to come by, he could make one himself after all, but it was the thought that counted.

Shrugging he set up his trunks and decided what was staying in his room here and what could go over to the house that he and Alissa had set up earlier, a decently large three story affair that looked nice on the outside, but not out of keeping with the schools buildings in color or shape. It was fantastic inside, most of the rooms based on what the inside of the King’s palace looked like. They'd altered some of the colors and at times made changes to the decorations, but that was the neat part of having a magical dwelling, you were never really stuck with just one thing. Plus it was free, except the land rent, and he had that for two years, already paid in full. It had made sense at the time, but now it seemed a mistake, since they couldn't really use it. Well, oops? Tor chuckled to himself. He could always store visitors in there after all. Let's his friends use it for parties or something maybe?

At least Ali was only two floors down, on the ground level and six doors to the right of his. Her roommate wasn't there yet, which he knew made her a little nervous, but at least she'd know some of the people here. Tor remembered how scared he'd been when he was new, until Rolph started looking out for him. Ali had him and Rolph though, and probably a few other people if Tor guessed right. No one had flown in with them, but the Prince would be in later that night, unless a real emergency came up. Plus some of the Royal Guard and probably some of the spies they were used to seeing around as well. That part of being a noble was just plain odd to him. Spies were everywhere. Even watching him. That anyone would bother just boggled the mind.