Since the Bearers couldn't help but react to their weapon's wish, Sam's training centered on killing him. Yes, my husband had to face assassination attempts whilst telling — those same people who wanted him dead — about the strong point of their divine weapons.
"Uhm." I awkwardly raised my hand, catching Sam's attention while he was in the middle of blocking Charlotte's surprise attack. "You haven't taught me about my Lakresha, sir," I said, raising my brows cluelessly.
This had been the third day Sam started training the third squadron, and he had been very focused on honing Charlotte and Ramin's skills; Kristina was tasked with a special mission under Rufus' orders. Meanwhile, Sam only told me to observe first. His advice gave me these mixed emotions. Was he going easy on me? Because I'm his wife?
