“You could teach me.” Ciaran followed Brenna as she started along the shoreline. After a moment, he realized where she was headed - the caves along the Giants’ Road.
She looked up at him, and was there laughter in her golden eyes?
“Perhaps.”
Ciaran fell into step beside her. “I’d make a great warrior,” he said. “I’m taller and stronger than you - I could wield that sword easily.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.” Ciaran had worked hard every day of his life; he was just as strong, if not stronger than those fishermen and farmers who flirted in the markets.
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