Natalia
The next morning, I didn’t expect Karl to show up at training. After the way he reacted when I suggested the idea, I assumed that he wasn’t even remotely interested.
That was why, as I tangled on the ground with David, I was so surprised by Karl’s sudden entrance that I lost focus and let David pin me down mid-fight.
“Natalia!” David was out of breath from our tussle with his arm now locked firmly around my neck. “What are you doing? If I were a rogue, you would be dead.”
“Sorry, David. I think that was my fault.”
David looked up to see what I had seen: Karl standing at the edge of the sparring ring, dressed not in his usual scholarly attire but a loose and flowing pair of pants and wraparound top. He still had a few books tucked under his arm, though.
“Oh. Karl.” David untan
