Bab 65: Chapter 65 - Toven

"With Sidney gone, who's going to train Hols?" I asked. I had to do something, anything, to distract myself from the images of Drace and Hols entwined together—all long sexy bodies and smooth skin sliding over each other. Lips caressing ski—

Tag slapped me upside the head. "Stop it."

Right. I shook my head. "Hols. Training. Who? What? When? Where? How?" I probably sounded like an idiot, but it was working.

Ari smirked at me. "I'll take over her training. If she was able to come find me on Caer Sidi, then she is more powerful than any druid currently alive."

I sighed. "Good. I think Sidney the Asshat was of the sink or swim type of teacher." I still needed to kick the guy's ass. I slapped my hands together. "Good. That's all taken care of. When do we start dragon training?" I was so freaking excited.

It was like real live D&D. Except, I got to play my actual character. I just wish I could tell my fellow campaigners. That would be the shit.