7
Later that evening, Art walked back from supper with Evan and Orman, “I hear you started martial training today. What did you learn?” Evan asked.
Before Art could reply, Orman butted in with, “Did you wield a sword, bow, knife or something else?”
Art shrugged and said, “I wish! Today was hellish and boring. All I did were exercises. I ran more laps on the practice field than I could count. I did exercises that I have no name for that made my stomach hurt. I lifted weights until my arms turned numb and I never came near any weapon of any sort. I think it will be the same tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that too.”
“Don’t worry about that day, that’s the day we go back to the Count’s main residence in the City. His City is called Red City.”
Art frowned, “What sort of
