Beatrice pov
He led me to a courtyard I hadn't seen before. It was enclosed by high walls, with a fountain in the center and stone benches around the edges. The morning sun was just starting to warm the air.
"This is where I come to practice," Corin explained. "It's private and there's nothing fragile to break if you lose control."
"That's reassuring," I muttered.
Corin laughed. "You'll be fine. Now, tell me what happened last night."
"How did you know something happened?"
"Because you came to find me first thing this morning looking both exhausted and determined," Corin said. "What did you do?"
I told him about waking up and finding the water glass floating. About how I'd managed to set it down without spilling anything.
"That's good," Corin said, nodding. "You're starting to acc
