Saturday morning, the sun was shining, no classes today and Pyr deserved at least one day a week to heal. Life was good.
Felicity hummed to herself as she ambled through the commoner's district. This early, the smell of bread baking was just beginning to waft through the air, and the streets were almost deserted.
As she drew closer to her destination, she rummaged in her pockets and pulled out a handful of acorns. She'd scavenged them from the convent gardens after her wake-up stretch, as her plans for the day finalised.
Ah, there it was. She'd been doing this for long enough to find Drake's place on the first try. Time for Mr Councillor Monk to come out and play. Ka-thunk, went the first projectile against his bedroom window, and Felicity settled in to throw again.