NELISSA’S POV
Since my training started with Gareth, I've gotten two weeks of proper training. He has patiently taught me all the rudiments of combat, from throwing deadly punches, and hiding a small dagger on my person to wielding heavy swords and learning to use my small frame to my advantage.
I can say that over the past few days, I've been getting better at the little things.
And now Gareth is standing before me, with a smile on his face and a practice sword in his hands. “I hear you've been practicing even after out session, and scaring the children with your kicks and punches.”
I've already worked up a sweat waiting for him to arrive. “Well, they will have to forgive me. I was working hard to be ready for my greatest foe yet.”
“Oh, really? And who would that be?” he chides me p
