It wasn't the kind of fight I expected. I'd planned, in that split second I understood I needed to let out all of my hurt in a burst of anger, to just scream at her and have her yell at me and cause a general verbal disturbance that might or might not make me feel better.

Instead, a few minutes later, I found myself standing in the amphitheater half a dozen levels below her office, in the battle training ground of the Seat used to teach and as a ...