KAIA'S POV
I didn’t plan on spending the whole morning at the training grounds, but Mia was still running late. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself to stay sane as I continued to wait and hope she’d show up. But I hated sitting still. So, I kept myself busy the only way I knew how—knife-throwing.
I stood at the edge of the field, throwing dagger after dagger at the wooden targets. The thud each blade made helped clear my head a little.
Focus. Breathe. Aim. Throw. Repeat.
That did it for me—for now, at least. It kept me from thinking too much.
Some of the warriors trained nearby. A few of them paused to watch, making small talk between their own drills.
“Still got that deadly aim, huh, Kaia?” Dax called out with a grin.
I smirked, lining up my next throw. “You doubted me?”
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