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Chapter 22

Except, Alcina doesn't quite let the matter rest.

The following day, with much effort, she manages to rise early enough to follow Brendan to his practice match with Lincoln.

She reaches the courtyard just in time to see Brendan narrowly avoid being skewered by the sharp end of Lincoln's sword and can't help the quiet squeak that flits from her lips at the near-miss.

Brendan's eyes snap to her, having just noticed her presence.

Lincoln seizes the opportunity to slam the butt end of his sword into Brendan's side, sending him clattering to the floor.

"Brendan!"

Alcina doesn't think she's ever run so fast in her life as when she flits to Brendan's crumpled side, worry pounding in her chest. "Are you alright?"

Brendan, where he's sitting on the ground in the middle of sending a particularly scathing look in Lincoln's direction, turns his incredulous gaze to Alcina next.

Alcina, who's gingerly grasping his arm and trying unhelpfully

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