John sat in his seat, fingers drumming on the table, staring at the ground. Today was the day. The Order had told him that he'd be joining a new group of priests in training. Something about proving his loyalty to the Order after the unfortunate mishap with Jane last summer. He hadn't known she'd been a psychopath. he wouldn't have vouched for her if he had. Yet everyone thought he had so there was that whole unfortunate trial where he was proven innocent, yet he was still forced to train with a bunch of other students who were probably just as pissed off as he was over the whole matter. Sometimes he regretted forcing his parents to take him to the Castle. He looked up at the teachers, waiting for them to announce who would be his fellow training partners.