Sadly, it does not. While getting thrown out of the Circle is hardly the highlight of my life, I'm not going to feel shame for winning fights against boys three years older than myself.

No, is fifteen childhood? Likely not. That would make the most embarrassing memories the times my mother dragged me around by my ear in public. 'We don't say things like that to a Magister, Dorian.' 'We don't eat our soup with a fork, Dorian.' 'We don't show weakness by screaming when the guest of honor kills a would-be assassin, Dorian.'