After they finished with my hair and makeup, fixing it twice because of my tears, I was led to the great hall for dinner. I was nervous, my heart racing, and I felt naked without my axe. They had taken it from me, which I expected them to, but I had at least hoped they’d let me leave it in my room. No, the warrior took it from my room when I was in the bath, and I was furious over it. Still, I tried not to make too much of a fuss, because I wasn’t without weapons. I was a weapon myself, with my magic. Still, when the chance came, I slipped the steak knife off the table and slid it into my shift, making sure it was secured tightly and wouldn’t cut my breasts. I refused to be without, and the first chance I got I’d be grabbing a dagger off of one of the warriors. One of the things Danny
