In the following days, we didn't do all that much. There was not much to do in Cintre, but it was not like we wanted to be all that active in the first place. Clove trained with the guards, which turned into a bloody mess most of the time, yet everyone seemed happy enough. Somewhat.
The young fae was among peers he could order around. They listened to him once he demonstrated his superiority to them, and he practiced with them.
Clove even went as far as to spar with several of Cintre's guards simultaneously. That only changed when Jer returned to the training ground, his arm still attached. The minotaur demihuman was different from the other guards. While not yet at the 2nd Tier, Jer was physically on par with one once he churned through his Bloodline. That hurt and was not all that recommended, but Jer seemed more than willing to do so if that meant he could spar with Clove.
