CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The lessons continued for the novices. Some of the more advanced students were now going into the infirmary and doing simple healing. But Asphodel and her friends had yet to reach that level, and they were stuck in the classroom for their lessons. Asphodel longed to go outside, in spite of the cold weather.
One day, they sat in the garden during a break from learning about the gods, and how Kassilla, the chief of the gods, had created the world of Vimar.
“It’s never this cold where I come from.” Tonlo lifted his robe, and the others saw he wore a pair of woollen breeches underneath. “Even with these, I’m cold.”
Brivid laughed. “Have you got one or two pairs on?”
Tonlo aimed a punch at his friend, who dodged easily.
The bell tolled the seventh hour of daylight, and th
