The Broken Warrior's Daughter
I say, kissing the top of her head, before we drift off to sleep.
The next day, Rik and Liam want to assess Grace’s fighting skills. “So, here’s the thing.” I say, knowing Grace has no fighting skills and feeling the need to defend her. “She was raised as a human. She hasn’t been trained.”
“That may be true, but Maia has the knowledge of not just her, but also Clint. Clint was a great warrior. You should be able to tap into that knowledge, Grace.”
“Knowledge is one thing, Rik. But you’re talking about someone that doesn’t have the muscle memory, or the physical strength yet. She will, but she’s not there yet.”