SAVINA’S POV
I’d continued towards the courtyard at the footman’s reminder.
It was divided into two wings, one on either side of the walkway, extending as far as the Palace gates. Soldiers of all ranks and sizes lined up on both sides, training too intensively for a mere morning routine.
Arrow-boards were up, spears were manned, as well as a whole lot of other things I remember watching Leon use.
Their chants rang in the air.
Combined with the heavy sounds of their slashing weapons, one might think they were headed for war. In the meantime, there I was, a feeble wolf compared to all of them.
My gaze moved to the right wing where Heath was.
Despite the crowd, a large section of the training ground was reserved specifically for him and his comfort.
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