I will be so glad to leave this place, Isobel thought. I have been sick every morning I've been here. I was never sick at Cameron Keep. I can't tolerate this place another day longer. What was worse, she was hungry, but too nauseous to eat. Isobel put together what little she was carrying to the Keep, adding some bread from the kitchen which she wrapped in a kitchen towel to stow with her things.

She walked to the makeshift training grounds to begin another round of lessons. Cyrus McTeague appeared to have practiced his footwork on his own since the improvement from yesterday's end to today's beginning was markedly...