Chapter 32 : Skills Practice

I waited all day for Fynn to come back. He had made it out of the tent this morning without waking me at all, which was evidence of how hard I trained last night. I wondered if that clued him in that something was different.

It made me anxious to think he might have clued in, but I had to risk it. It might even be fun to try to take him in a fight. I mean, there was no way I would win a fight like that, but it might be worth it to try, just to see if he would even engage with me.

I was practically pacing by the time I heard the other soldiers start to return. I started searching for a place to hide so I could surprise Fynn. I knew it was entirely possible that he could be gone for a long time. Sometimes it took him hours to come back from the battlefield.

Luckily, tonight was not one of those nights. Fynn's casual yet authoritative stroll was easily identifiable outside. Those broad shoulders and heavy muscling of his made him just heavy enough to have loud footsteps.

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