Chapter 32Seraphina’s POVMy blade clashed against Kaelion’s with a sharp crack, the shock of impact rippling up my arms.“You’re improving,” he said, stepping back. “You still telegraph your swings, though.”I exhaled, adjusting my grip. “Maybe because I’m swinging at someone who looks like he could break a tree in half.”A smirk played on his lips. “Flattery won’t stop me from knocking you on your ass.”“Noted,” I muttered, and lunged again.We trained until the sun was high, sweat dripping into my eyes, my muscles burning. But it was the kind of burn that meant progress. Kaelion didn’t hold back, but he never let me fall too hard. When I tripped, he caught me. When I stumbled, he steadied me. And when I got back up, he always nodded like that was what mattered most.The days following the incident had turned cold, even under the sun. Whispers followed me through the corridors. Side-eyes. Paused conversations.And Kaelion.Always near. Always watching.His concern clung to him lik
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