The training session started light that afternoon, with Raymond guiding Emilia through basic moves. They worked in the clearing behind the pack house, the sun filtering through the trees as they circled each other, practicing stances and forms.

Emilia felt the tension in her muscles begin to ease as they moved together. She hadn't done this since she was a teenage girl, barely seventeen or eighteen. Raymond’s voice was calm, guiding her through each step with patience.

“Focus on your breathing,” Raymond instructed as Emilia attempted a defensive move. “Don’t overthink it.”

“I’m not overthinking,” Emilia grumbled, but there was a teasing edge to her voice.

Raymond chuckled. “You always...