Kaira felt a little guilty at leaving Klynath behind, but she knew a lesson in sword fighting was not the place to bring her. She laid the mighty sword, in its velvet wrapping, inside a long box she found in her bedchamber. It was lined with silk and the sword fit perfectly inside as if having been made for it.

She found the large practice field without any problems and now waited for Lance to appear. It was quiet there in the enclosure. A small wind was blowing as she sat down cross-legged on the grass. It’s nice to be in pants again, she couldn’t help thinking. Earlier, Sarah brought her the pair of boys’ attire as they would be far more comfortable to practice in. Shal looked at her with an envious expression and Kaira was pretty sure that her best friend would have lov...

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