storm/mag | hellwyrm hall
Mag turned to see the squire standing there. She remembered him from the brunch Aspel had organised after Mag's return, but his name was escaping her. Cy had said she had a cousin in the squires, so this had to be him. Rictor's squire. Kapur—
"Storm," she greeted, the name coming to her. "Good day to you too. Were you practicing, too?" She nodded at the blunted sword in Storm's hand.