smiled. “How could I? You’re forgetting that I have met your parents.”
“What do my parents have to do with it?” Other than giving her life, how could her parents have anything to do with how she had been trained ... or not?
“Both of your parents have exceptional talent. Your father is the ruler of all dragons and your mother sees generations into the future. They are both extraordinary leaders.” He shrugged. “Why would you and your sisters be any different?” He sat back as Haringk appeared and set two more plates in front of them, whisked the crumbs away and disappeared through the wall once again. The servant’s way of moving through walls unnerved her, and Solar didn’t know if she would ever get used to that. She gave a mental shrug.
What did it matter? She would leave here when her training was done. She need only endure the unnerving feelings for a little while longer and she would be on her way.
Chapter Seven
H er sheets crackled with static and the air around her bed was hot when she rose in the morning. An effort of will later and she was enjoying a nice, cool shower in the en suite bathroom.
Wrapped in a towel, she exited the bath and found a strange armour breastplate with matching armbands and a stiff leather skirt on her bed.
There was a strange icon on the breastplate but it made her smile.
“It is your mother’s mark, the mark of her guard. I thought it would be appropriate for you to wear it one day. For now, something in hard leather will be a good choice for today. You are going to be attacked.” Denhar nodded and left the room.
She blinked at the closed door and walked to the dressing room. Solar found a leather suit in a red so dark it was almost black and tugged it on over her freshly dried skin. There were bonuses to being able to heat one’s skin to dry off.
Solar joined Denhar for breakfast and enjoyed waking up with the comfort of food prepared for her by a cheerful attendant instead of the surly folk at the lab. There was a difference in flavour when someone didn’t resent producing a meal.
“What is on the agenda for today?” She focussed and managed to have some hot cereal and cold fruit. Everything was different when the food was not cooked as she swallowed.
“Defense practice. Today, I am going on the attack and you will defend yourself.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“You will defend yourself. You can and do have the ability to use your energy as a shield. Yesterday, we projected your power. Today, you hold it out at a steady distance.” His smile held a certain amount of anticipation.
She shrugged. “You are the instructor. I will do as you say.”
He frowned. “Aren’t you a little more enthusiastic about it today?”
Solar smiled. “I am. I was practicing self-control.”
Hiding emotions was not something that they had ever bothered with. Their set was away from the humans and alone with only themselves for company for the most part, and the humans they did see were wrapped in protective gear.
Emotions were felt but rarely displayed and control of their talents was not necessary when no one knew that they could be controlled.
He snorted. “Don’t scare me like that. You were just beginning to relax yesterday, and I believe that you were acknowledging that your talent could be controlled and you could enjoy it.” She cocked her head. “I believe that I was. Shall we test it on the defense matter?” He got to his feet and held out his hand.
“Please. Let’s continue your lesson plan.” They left Denhar’s home and walked into the front courtyard.
“Normally, this is done at a training centre and there are safeguards around, but I will try to take it easy on you.” He flexed his arms, and she admired the shift of his pectorals under the tight expanse of the leather vest that he was wearing today over snug trousers.
Solar rolled her shoulders and flexed her muscles in preparation. “I am warned. How do we start?”
He walked around