Flashback ( PDFDrive )

rhythm and could hit exactly where Sandor told her to aim every single
time.
“Are all elves this quick a study?” Bo wondered when Sophie nailed
the dummy between its horrible eyes for the third toss in a row.
“No,” Sandor assured him. “Sophie is very special.”
“I suspect that’s why they call her the moonlark,” Tarina said
quietly. “Why she’s valuable enough to require more guards than even
her Councillors. And why it’s far better to be on her side.”
Her eyes locked with Sophie’s, and Sophie could almost feel the
words Tarina wasn’t saying.
The reminder that the trolls were offering so much more than
protection.
“I’m looking forward to tomorrow,” Tarina told her. “I’m in charge
of the lesson.”
“Assuming Elwin thinks she’s up for more training,” Sandor
reminded them, studying Sophie from head to toe again. “I know I
pushed you pretty hard. On several levels.”
He had.
But when Elwin came to check on her, he didn’t see any sign of
setbacks.
The monster was still stirring, but Sophie had kept it at bay.
“Excellent,” Tarina said. “Then tomorrow we’ll get to see how
brilliantly you and I work together.”
• • •
“So here’s the thing,” Keefe said by way of greeting when he hailed
Sophie on her Imparter later that evening, while she was sitting on the
floor of her bedroom polishing the giant stack of goblin throwing stars