Chapter Eight
The next four days fell into a pattern. Shadow was woken in the predawn light by Carson and she headed off to do her exercises. After breakfast, they rode all day, making camp late in the afternoon. Once Carson had finished showing her how bad her ability to stay on her feet was, she disappeared to do her exercises again. She still couldn’t do more than fifteen chin ups, but she was determined to eventually reach twenty. The fifth day Carson changed the routine.
“This is Iain. He’ll teach you how to use a crossbow. Once he’s done, come and find me and I’ll continue to show you how to use a knife.” Carson strode off.
Shadow stared at Iain, a man who looked close to fifty, grey in his beard and dark hair. Her gaze dropped to the crossbow he held out to her. She reluctantly t
