It had been a long ten years. After this was over Meladath swore she would never teach a single person anything ever again. How people did this job their entire lives she could not understand. She saw the other teachers in the corridors and they smiled at the children, they actually smiled. Did they put something in the water around here? The blood they served for meals wasn’t exactly the standard she was used to but then again, donor blood never was. It lacked the sweetness that accompanied a truly corrupt soul. So maybe they were drugging the water after all? She wouldn’t put it past the damned Headmistress.