I walked back to my room, the blunt training sword held loosely in my hand. A sigh of relief, a mixture of exhaustion and the release of stress, escaped my lips. I pushed open my door and, without bothering to put the sword away, simply let it clatter gently to the floor beside my bed. With a soft thud, I jumped onto the mattress, my body sinking into the plush comfort. The silence of my room, after the exertion of training, felt like a balm.
Just as I was beginning to drift, a soft knock sounded at my door.
"Young Master Kai? It's Cassie. I have your tea."
