As we approached the training grounds, the sounds of clashing swords and the rhythmic thud of feet against the earth filled the air. A sense of excitement bubbled within me, mingling with a tinge of anxiety. I had seen warriors in action before, but participating was a whole different matter.
Zach’s hand was warm around mine, a comforting presence that steadied my nerves. He squeezed my hand gently as we stepped onto the training field, where warriors were engaged in various drills, their expressions focused and determined.
“Over here!” Zach called to one of the instructors, a tall woman with a fierce look and long, braided hair. She turned, her brows raising slightly in surprise at the sight of me at Zach’s side.
“Your Highness, I didn’t expect you today,” she said, her voice a mix of
