The sun was high in the sky by the time Lyra made her way to the training field. A breeze kicked up dust from the packed ground as she walked over towards her training group.
Most of the warriors were already there, clustered near the sparring mats. They were casual gear, stretching and chatting, but as soon as she approached, the talking stopped. Eyes flickered to her and away again.
Lovely.
She stopped a few feet from the group and raised an eyebrow. “Wow. Did I just walk into a secret meeting? Or is the gossip about me that good today?”
Halle, who had been tying her shoe, gave her a sheepish smile. “You caught us.”
“Oh, good. At least you’re honest about it.”
“We weren’t saying anything bad,” Halle said quickly, standing. “It’s just… well, everyone’s talking about how you went to
