CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
“Is this right?” I inquired of Theo, the sword held before me.
He let out an exasperated sigh and I knew I had failed yet again. He walked towards me, his right hand tapping his chin while it rested on his left hand crossed under his right. His face was drawn into an infuriated expression.
“I have no idea how many times I have to show you how to hold a sword in the correct position. It’s been three days and you are proving to be utterly useless with a sword,” he muttered in a tightened tone. I was not enjoying this anymore than he was but I needed this as a way of escaping my worries about Theo and also about the possibility that I may or may not be with child.
“Oh maybe you are just not a good tutor,” I fired back.
It had been slightly over four wee
