#v: SEA FOAM MY ASS. { atla }

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The instructor had the three of them lined up outside on the big slab of marble that served as the royal practice arena, but it was much larger than needed for the three young nobles.

Well. Two young nobles and Cullen. Cullen who, in spite of his status being elevated quite suddenly about three or four years ago, still insisted on dressing like he'd just crawled out of the slums of the outer city.

He leaned over to whisper something to her, likely a question about something the instructor had said, but she tossed her hair to smack him pointedly in the face. "Don't talk to me," she said imperiously. "I'm about to beat you in a duel. It's unseemly."