"It has been three weeks since you started teaching me, and I am still not even able to shift," I shouted at Alarick. I was stuck in this deserted place for over three weeks, and, by now, I was getting angry and nervous. There was nothing to do except to read the books he gave me and cook. During our lessons, I just sat and focused my mind on the simple tasks he gave me, like imagining things. What the heck kind of training was that?
"Having knowledge and being able to use them, are two different things. Also, I told you to master your patience, which you still haven’t done. Don't forget that we are heading to Eyllwe, city of Elves, and their main characteristic is their patience." Alarick said coldly, without any emotion. His way of talking to me was another thing driving me crazy. I
