“Mooren!” I heard Mira shout as she slammed out of the door from the house. “I need to spar! Now!”
I watched as Mooren grabbed those shyngur he was so fond of and barely got them up in time to avoid strikes from Mira’s staff. She was scary good with that thing. But then, Mooren was pretty good, too.
shyngur Something was wrong. I’d never seen the intensity of emotion I now saw on Mira’s face. She occasionally got a little melancholy, but she would pull herself out of it within a few minutes. She’d never talked about it, so I’d never asked. I was there for her. Always. No question. But I would respect her privacy, too.
This was different.
Something had upset her. Badly. I turned my eyes to the door of the house.
Mira’s scream brought my gaze back to her. She was crying and Mooren had h
