Chapter Two
Larkspur found her sister Hazel watching Tam Dappleward and Rauf Ironfist train with wooden staves. “Hazel?”
Hazel glanced at her, grinning. “Poor Tam. Ironfist is slaughtering him.” And then her grin became wider. “And once he’s finished with Tam, Ironfist is going to teach me.”
Larkspur nodded. “Hazel, I’m going riding with Cadoc.”
A loud clatter of staves drew Hazel’s attention back to the combatants. She winced. “Poor Tam.” But there was laughter in her voice, and from her eager expression, she was looking forward to her turn on the training ground.
“I’m going riding with Cadoc,” Larkspur said again.
Hazel transferred her gaze to Larkspur. Her eyebrows quirked slightly upwards. “What?”
“I’m going riding with Cadoc,” Larkspur said, a third time.
“With Cadoc?” Hazel’s
