Malatyr's POV
I continued to dodge Elentiya's merciless attacks.
When one of her ice daggers scraped my elbow, she said, "you're getting better. That was ten minutes before you got hit."
I nodded with a smile. "Now, what?" I asked as I drank some water.
"The dummy thing," she replied, probably gesturing to the training dummy.
I turned towards it. My senses were alert as I punched it. A rush of air from it had my fist hitting it squarely. I continued like that for a while.
"So, how's school?" she asked me.
I punched it again. "Good, I guess. Emily got a boyfriend," I said bitterly.
"Still have a thing for her?" she asked as I kicked the dummy.
"Obviously," I replied as I dodged the next blow.
She laughed. "You're getting good at this," she stated after a while. One final kick sent the dummy flying across the rather large training room.
"Cauldron! Why is it always so hot in here!" I demanded as I tugged off my shirt.
"Hell if I knew," she replied. "I hardly ever wear more than my tank in here, even with my ice powers."
"Makes sense," I stated. "I'm gonna keep going," I told her. "I'm assuming you are going to eat breakfast."
"Well, duh! I can't skip breakfast!" she exclaimed. "I will never understand how you can!"
I laughed. "It's harder to fight blind. Every minute sharpening my senses helps," I replied.
"Okay. That I understand," she stated. "Now! If you don't mind... I'm going to eat," she said.
"Bye, sis," I said as she left the room.
I turned towards one of the punching bags, taking my frustration out on it. Why does she have to be so rutting perfect! I thought as my fist connected with the bag. Everything about her was perfect, from her scent to her smile to her personality.
A final punch sent the bag flying upwards before I kicked it into the training dummy that was still lying on the other side of the room.
I snarled at the bag as I stalked towards the next one. As I raised my fist to start the next round, a voice spoke up from behind me. "Now, I understand why Elentiya winked at me when she told me you were down here," Emily said with a laugh, making me freeze.
She placed a hand on my bare shoulder, and it took all of my self-control not to kiss her right then and there.
"Hey, Ems," I said shakily.
"Do you do this often?" she asked me.
I shrugged. "Every morning. It helps with my frustration," I replied.
"Frustration?" she demanded.
"With school," I lied. "Guess what today is," I told her as I put my shirt back on.
"28th of October? So what?" she asked. My face fell.
"No reason," I replied.
"If today is your birthday, then you can't expect me to know 'cause you never told me," she stated.
My head shot up as I gave her a flat look. "Today's not my birthday," I told her. "It's nothing... I shouldn't have said anything."
"Well, you did. Now, I wanna know!" she exclaimed.
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The Heir of Moon-Fire
FanfictionElentiya, eldest daughter of Aelin Galathynius, has lived in fear her entire life. From the moment she returned home a second time, she has been searching. Searching for the one that will see her as she truly is. Not some fragile princess waiting f...