Tango with the Enemy

How did it happen that I, a decent lady, dropped an entire bucket of manure on the head of the king’s nephew? And not in any metaphorical sense—literally! I simply can’t allow people to wipe their feet on me! That’s why my roommate in the dormitory at the Academy of the Darkest Skull thinks the same. We, girls, are generally kind, sweet, and not at all vengeful—we’re just angry, with good memories and a spontaneous non-necromantic gift. And here’s such a wonderful target to practice raising the dead on—not for nothing did they take us to learn how to bring the undead back to life! So we’ll start with the responsibility for our actions of one emotionless icy mage. How come the potential victim is in no hurry to feel the weight of what she’s done? Nothing—whether by baking skeletons in the closet, or by smashing them into the floorboards—these necromancer students will surely achieve their goals. And the target’s resistance will only make the whole thing more interesting!
Second novel in the cycle “Tango at the Academy of the Darkest Skull,” standalone plot. One-volume edition.