The Frey Saga 01 Frey by Melissa Wright

The Frey Saga 01 Frey by Melissa Wright

Author:Melissa Wright
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: young adult, Magic, elf, young adult fantasy, Fantasy, quest, fun, female protagonist, elves
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

An Education

The next morning, Ruby was in the main room waiting for me. She instructed me to bathe and change; we would be spending the day training. I followed her directives, but couldn’t decide whether to be grateful or worried when the clothes she’d laid out for me were plainly meant for a hard day. It was still early as we stole out the back, cloaks covering our heads as we made our way to the ridge.

Steed, Chevelle, Grey, and Anvil were already there. I imagined the others—Rhys, Rider, and their dogs—were somewhere near, though I couldn’t see them. Watchdogs, I thought, all four. It was comforting, but Ruby wasted no time in getting to training. She immediately trounced me. Repeatedly. I felt all kinds of defeated before we’d gone half an hour.

After watching us for a while, Steed stepped in to save me. “Frey”—he’d converted to the nickname the others used in place of the sunnier ones—“why don’t you take a break for a while? Let us spar so you can watch. We’ll give you a few pointers.”

I didn’t know if I liked the idea of the group sparring, whether it gave me a break from the torture or not, but Grey stepped forward and my opinion no longer mattered.

“Just watch and learn.”

I backed away and sat cross-legged on the ground. Ruby joined me; I could tell she was excited. It seemed everything excited Ruby. Everything that makes me nervous, I amended in my head.

Steed and Grey stood opposite each other in the center of the clearing we circled. A cursory nod at one another signaled the onset of the bout and both tensed and crouched slightly into a ready stance. I found myself leaning forward as we waited. Chevelle moved to stand beside me, he too intent. Grey wagged his eyebrows at Steed, taunting him to make the first move.

“Come on, blossom,” Steed teased back, “let’s see what you’ve got.”

At that, Grey disappeared and then, in a flash, was behind Steed, reaching up to smack him in the back of the head. The instant before he struck, Steed ducked into a squat and spun, taking Grey’s legs out from under him. I flinched. Grey was gone again, this time reappearing midair in a flip above Steed’s head, reaching down to tag him on the way by. It was a loud smack. I was sure it had stung. Steed stood still, focused on the spot where Grey had landed and was flickering in and out of view. I made an effort to consider possible responses in my head, but was coming up blank.

The nerves were gone. I found myself wanting Steed to win and leaned with his strikes, tensing as if they were my own. Grey bounded through the air once more, showing off, confident in his evident lead, and then a small rock rose at chest height in front of Steed. I was trying to figure out who had lifted it when Grey flashed back into view, hesitating only a moment as he considered the rock.


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