THE TRAINING SESSION HAD BEEN fantastic, and I hummed while walking the corridors of the castle. Ada had brought a pair of fitted, straight-leg pants and a shirt that laced down the front for me to wear. The pants made my legs look long and the fabric almost looked like black leather. They made me feel rather bad ass as I strode along. The shirt was the shade of green that Ada knew I loved and it highlighted my complexion and hair. It reminded me yet again of all those times I'd ...