Chapter 10
Steigan and Martias walked through the gardens behind the Temple nibbling on cheese and bread. The bandage the Temple physician had put on Steigan’s arm felt almost too tight underneath the fresh tunic. He didn't complain. Tight meant the skin wouldn't move as much and would heal faster. As Martias' Sacred Knight, he'd need to be in top condition and couldn't afford a reopened wound to slow him down at any time during the challenge.
“I was told we'd have the formal induction tonight now that you're here,” Martias said as though reading his thoughts.
“I hope I've kept things moving at a snail's pace around here.”
Martias grinned. “I think the head cook nearly had a heart attack when we walked in the kitchen and asked him for food. That alone was worth having you come back her
