Chapter 13

The next couple of weeks, I threw myself into training with my mom. She meal prepped all our food, even including two extra portions for Bryan or Hector when they would come by. Hector came around more, both helping me train as well as training with Mom. He said it was good to get your ass kicked because it reminded you there were still things you needed to work on. For Mom, that was Grandpa. She could beat him, but not every time.

My Dad and Týr still hadn’t been by to see us. At first, I was annoyed when they didn’t show up the first week but my mom wasn’t bothered by it or at least didn’t let it show. So, I let it go. Days became a routine. Get up early, have breakfast, help in the garden, tea, training, lunch, more training, dinner and then reading or talking with Mom about different issues with the High Council.

Today though, I had landed my first hit on her. It had taken seventeen days but I finally was able to hit her shoulder. Of course, she wasn’t at one hundred percent but I