Two hours passed quickly, though Meredith felt every minute trickle by in anxious silence. She stretched slowly, easing the stiffness from her muscles before nudging Richard awake.
His eyes snapped open instantly, irises sharp and focused.
"Already?" Richard murmured, sitting up and rolling his shoulders with a faint grimace.
"Two hours exactly," Meredith said, her tone deliberately cheerful. "No interruptions."
He nodded, standing and brushing ice dust from his cloak. "Good. Ready for some practice?"
Meredith almost snorted, glancing around their makeshift shelter. "Here? Really?"
Richard shrugged, summoning his twin daggers, their obsidian edges glinting softly in the low light.
"Unless you want to go outside... and be under whatever debuff the snow brings down on us," he finished, testing the weight of each blade. "Better to train in here."
She exhaled, summoning her wand and shifting her stance. "Fine. Just don't wreck the place, we've only just gotten here."
