Ceria
Lyss walked back over to me, frowning.
"General Emilian says we cannot train today." I frowned.
"He doesn't want to be over-shadowed by a princess." I said, trying to lift the mood. It didn't seem to work.
"So what shall we do now?" I asked. Looking past her, watching the general walk off. One of these days I would spar with him, and beat him at his own game. I smiled at the thought. I looked up to the sky, hoping to see fach coming back. I wanted, no, needed to know that Tathiel was on his way. I missed him terribly. We had never been apart for more then a few days. I looked back at Lyss.
"So? What shall we do?"
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