Chapter Eleven
Meikah followed Kellan upstairs to the room he’d taken her to earlier.
“Take your pick.” He made a sweeping motion that encompassed the room.
She picked up several swords. None of them felt right. Spying a dark coloured blade hanging on a rack, a little shorter than what she normally used, she took it down. Her hand wrapped around the grip, feeling like she’d carried it a million times before.
“There’s a dagger that goes with it.” Kellan picked up a similar looking dagger and held it out hilt first.
“I don’t use a dagger.”
Kellan smiled. “Don’t you?” He continued to hold it out.
Wanting to get to the academy before classes ended for the day, she took the dagger with her left hand. A sense of familiarity rushed through her.
“Power them.” Kellan spoke the words softly.
