*Lynn*

I marched down the long corridor, torches flickering as I moved passed them. People stopped every few feet to either solute me or give me a bow. The leather of my armor itched with each step I took, and I felt my lungs pinch with each breath. Despite my confidence and assurance, I still wasn’t used to this. Not anymore.

The past few days of training had been more than exhausting. The whole castle was a chaotic mess, each person trying to strengthen ...