Angelica watched Lord Rayven through the window of her carriage. He rode his horse beside them and even though the sun was still up, she felt safer with him by their side. How ironic considering that he was the man people thought was the killer and the man close to the one her father thought was the killer. It was very confusing and Angelica didn't know who was real and who was hiding behind a mask.
"How was your training?" she asked her brother.
"Lord Rayven let me watch, mostly. He wanted me to observe how others fought before I could try."
"How did you get the wound?"
"A boy hit me with his wooden sword. It's nothing serious. I missed blocking his attack."
Today, she was surprised to hear that her brother wanted power to protect her. She didn't want to be a burden to him. She was supposed to protect him.
"It was your first time. I am sure you will get better," she encouraged him. "Just be careful."
