[Kaydence]
It's been two months since we lost Arthur in the battle for Avalon.
Two agonizing months since my best friend fell into an enchanted sleep. I watch my mentor, Merlin Devona, cry over her every night. She tries to hide it from everyone else, but I know. How could I not? We spend most mornings together working on my skills as a paladin. I'm getting stronger, and more skilled, but not nearly as strong or as skilled as I was in my past life as Sir Kay. Kay had a lifetime to learn. I've only been at it a couple of months, and I know this, but it still doesn't keep the whole situation from feeling pointless and frustrating.
"Tell me why I have to do this?" I whine as Devona grinds some herbs in her pestle. "This has nothing to do with fighting."
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