Talia hums softly as she scrubs the sweat and dirt from her body. She had a great time sparring and even made a new friend. Lyanna is the daughter of one of the noble families. As the last born, she would have no inheritance rights. So, she joined the army to earn her prestige. She and Talia made plans to spar together if the time allowed after the wedding.
The familiar ache of bruises and scratches after a day of sparring made Talia feel homesick. When she was clean, she wrote her daily letter to her father. A little while after dinner, a woman came in that Talia recognized instantly. With her short-cropped gray hair, sharp yellow eyes, and willowy frame, the woman Igneous had been entangled in the library strides into Talia’s room with an armful of garments. She throws them on the bed
