“Will I learn from the same person who taught you?”
Tebanis looked down at the young woman. “My most recent mentor, yes. He is an officer in the Raitom Guard. The best swordsman I know.”
Koragi mumbled incoherently as she finally drifted to sleep. Tebanis grasped the edge of his cloak and covered her with it. The night was cold, but the sounds of insects and birds were a comfortable reassurance. The darkstalkers had not picked up their trail yet. Perhaps they were even further behind them than he had dared to hope. But he did not rest this night. He kept his arms firmly around Koragi, occasionally stroking her hair as he gazed down at her.
She had proved stronger than he had expected. While he had anticipated her distressed disbelief at his story, she had accepted his words as truth, wh
