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CHAPTER 31
Emily’s POV. More than anything, I wanted to remain in the solarium and enjoy the view of the lights—how they bounced off the glasses and shimmered across the room. But Calix had other places he wanted to show me. He offered me his hand and I took it, and he led me to another sight. A tiltyard. The expanse stretched to infinity, its sandy area flanked by rows of wooden stands. Spears and shields hung on display, their metals catching the afternoon sun. There were also embalmed heads and furs of wolves. “We hold tournaments here. Mostly ceremonial now, but in the past, there were several public competitions,” Calix explained. I tried to picture the auditorium filled with spectators, the clash of weapons echoing through the air. “Do you compete?” I asked, glancing at him. “The last time
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