Chapter 40: Laryn

My human weapons master stands to the side of the door as my bride walks through the large chamber. I watch her admire each piece with complete wonder. You would think she was examining the finest jewels. She returns several times to an overly large halberd. I love the weapon, though it is much too large for her. I walk over and lift it from its stand.

"It's quite sharp, a good weapon, but not a proper size for you. The halberd is deadly and takes a master to wield it proficiently." I step several yards away and sweep the air in front of me. The blade whooshes through the air and makes a unique sound.

She's captivated.

"Armorer, you will have one made for use by my bride no later than next week." Unable to speak aloud, he nods. My gaze travels to my bride. "Choose a sword more suited to your size so we may practice today." I place the halberd back in its stand.

"You truly mean to do this?"

I have no idea why she's confused. "I said I will train you and I don't go back on my word."