*AMELIA’S POV*
*Dawn The Training Yard*
Cold air bit my skin,the yard behind the keeps was empty except for us. The ground was nothing but packed dirt and frost. Lyall stood across from me with two wooden training blades, tossing one up and catching it as if this was a game.
I was dressed in simple, fitted leather, nothing that would get in the way. My hands were wrapped, my palms already stinging from rope burn.
“Ready.” Lyall tossed the blade to me. I caught it, but it was much heavier than I expected. My arms shook immediately under the weight, Lyall’s lips quivered.
“First lesson don’t hold your blade like you’re afraid of it.”I nodded.
He moved before I could even adjust my grip.The wooden blade whipped toward my shoulder. I yelped and threw my arm up. The weapons connected wit
