ELIA
The next day after breakfast, Elia asked Candace if they could go to her house, or for a walk, though the aching in her legs meant she hoped her friend would choose to go home.
"Why don't you come over to my house?" Candace said. "I have some work to do, but I could chat while I'm weaving."
"That sounds great." She winced getting out of her chair and Gahrye grinned at her.
"Feeling the pinch a little, Elia?" he murmured under his breath. She shot him a look, but had to smile back. She'd been terrible the day before. After he'd had her study the blocks and punches the soldiers were practicing, Gahrye had taken her to a nearby clearing and worked with her on the different moves.
