The first exercise had begun. I wasn’t much for showing off and the last thing I wanted was to be in a field with sweaty men in barren temperatures. We were being watched like cattle too. A decent crowd had gathered and if not watched by the crowd it was the guards who had all focused their attention on me.
Like I could get away with Miss Huntress in the vicinity.
The woman could sniff me out in her sleep.
My eyes found the Princess in the sea of men stretching to the side instantly, so fast in fact that it was alarming how quickly I found her. Still, I watch her skin pull as she reaches upward, her muscles tense, her bones cracking in a satisfying pop. She stood like her father: tall, proud and deadly. Most women warriors put their hair up but she had it down, the wind blowing her bla
