LILYA
The training grounds stretched before us, bathed in the warm glow of the afternoon sun. Adrain and I stood facing each other, swords in hand, ready for another bout of practice.
Adrain flashed me a mischievous grin. "Alright, Lilya, let's see if you can finally beat me today."
I matched his grin, determined to give him a run for his money. "You better be ready, Adrain. Today's the day."
With a swift motion, our swords clashed, the sound ringing out across the field. We danced back and forth, each move calculated, each strike met with a counter. Adrain was an excellent teacher, patient yet firm in his guidance.
As we sparred, the banter flowed easily between us. Adrain was never one to take things too seriously, and I appreciated his ability to inject humor into even the most int
