Solendenus

Solendenus wasn’t kidding when he said her arm would be sore.

It hurt even to turn the pages of her book. Kezrin sighed and rolled her shoulder again. Maybe one of the cold wraps she had left over would help.

After Lounge had ended, Solendenus had offered to teach Kezrin to defend herself. It… hadn’t gone very well at first. Sol had given her a practice sword and told her to attack a pell as though it were Moradinel, but all she could see in her mind’s eye was TAE giving her a dagger and telling her to kill him.