The duel was in half an hour. Saxt had helped with the morning class, and everybody had a good time casting their first pentagons. Ben was making excellent progress on the spells he’d need to control a blade. She’d signed the agreement Miriam and the others had drawn up. At the meeting right after lunch, Phil had tried several intimidation moves, of course. She’d ignored him and stayed as far away as possible. He must have bathed in his aftershave. Yuck. Change the subject. Better to think of something more pleasant. Like her soul mate. Saxt made sure she had plenty of rest Friday night--after he loved her until she was senseless, until they were both exhausted. Making up for lost time? She tingled all over simply thinking about what they’d done. She knew he was worried about the duel. He kept coming back to the topic. She’d finally shut him up by kissing him--which led to other subjects, of course.
