*Constance*

Morning came and went as it had every other day. I woke up and went to training practice. Silas wasn’t there at the beginning, leaving Nathanial to give me a few more pointers to correct my stances.

By the time Silas showed up, there was only enough time for a couple of rounds before the evening bells chimed, and we departed to prepare for dinner.

I was bruised from head to toe, yet again. Silas never did seem to let up in the slightest with his ...