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CHAPTER 54: The Strength To Go On
Exhausted to the brim, Shia’s body collapsed to the floor. She closed her eyes as she tried to regain her strength. She needed to focus. She needed to keep her wits with her and focus.
“You can’t lose consciousness now. We haven’t even covered half of what you should be learning.” Mage Silas – or Galahad - sighed.
“I-I know. I won’t lose focus,” Shia said, picking her heavy body up from the ground, standing up again in her trembling, wobbling feet. She was wearing clothes that resembled her garments back in the desserts of Soccora where she had spent most of her childhood. She liked the thick but light fabric that covered only the upper half of body, exposing her waist, but on the lower part, she donned riding pants, similar to what Lady Khailis used to wear when she fulfilled her functions as part of the Imperial Guards.
Her dress was part of her preparation for her new lessons – magic lessons with Mage Silas and sword fighting lessons with Prince Danterion.
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