The approaching footsteps did not startle the son of Sigyn. It was not in his nature to be easily alarmed, and given the one who had fathered him, it was a great quality to possess. A smaller, lighter sword was easily sheathed and put away. âNarfi, I thought you were defeated enough times for a day of trainingâ, Vali spoke, a coy smile appearing on the elder manâs lips.
















