It was already dark when Trevas and I arrived at the training camp and we were noisy because all the mages and wizards were invited to Trevas' camp who were also with us when we attacked the barbarians.

Every passerby stopped to give way before saluting Trevas and I noticed that they suddenly smiled every time they saw Trevas's hand wrapped around my waist again.

We walked over to the very center of the camp where a large tent was set up which was the source of the louder noise of music and people. Most of the guests here wore only combat clothes and robes, different from the grand ball...