<span style="font-family:Calligraffitti"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff">Chapter Thirteen - Hand to Hand</span></span></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffffff"><i>The next Day</i></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">It was supposed to be her day off. But lately Lucian hadn’t been letting that slide when it came to her training. While on a logical level, she could understand that he was trying to catch her up with her brother, she’d been looking forwards to a day of rest.  And while his lessons were more relaxed on those days, and were only a small portion of the day, it didn’t stop her deep sigh when her brother had pointed out that it was nearly three, and she was supposed to be meeting Lucian for more practice in the fine and utterly frustrating art of control. <br/>
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After a quick change, since he’d told her to come ready for a physical workout, she made her way to the Workroom, a little ball of light bobbing and weaving down the hall around her, as if it had a mind of its own and were far more excited than the woman it was bound to. She looked up at the double doors with another sigh, before pushing them open, reluctantly ready to see what he had in store for her.</span>