Aaaand, this was the start of 4 days of no writing. I didn't get anything written Nov 16-29, which is incredibly frustrating, since I was nearly caught up on the 14th, only about 3000 words behind. Then I didn't write again until Nov 20, when I was ~12k behind. -dies-
Nov 15: 393
Total: 20803
The next day was nearly as good, though not nearly as stressful and much more exhausting. Hakon woke her up before the sun rose, which wasn't that impressive given that there was still more night than day at this point, and dragged her outside in the chill to train. She barely noticed the chill after a couple minutes, as he was drilling her hard. He ran through everything she knew, correcting things she'd thought were perfectly all right prior to that. Then he started with the new stuff. The trick he'd shown her the previous day was just the beginning, and he poured new ideas at her and she did her best to memorize and internalize them until the sun came up and people came out to watch them.
Aislin even came out to watch, wrapped in more coats than she could possibly need, holding a cup of something that steamed. She didn't pay much attention to what Eydis was doing, since she appeared to be thoroughly distracted by Silas and his wandering hands. How she could feel anything through her coats, Eydis didn't know.
To make things even more difficult, Hakon soon began asking her what was going on around her. Who was wearing the green hat, what was the toddler running behind her doing, how many people were out of her line of vision, where was he going to attack next. She couldn't even concentrate on what he was showing her for too long, and she was feeling like she was suffocating under an avalanche.
Finally he stopped and led them inside to more food and some rest. Eydis thought she was used to a rigorous schedule, but he had just taught her otherwise. And he barely appeared tired, after all that!
“Are you still coming hunting with me?” he asked, lounging with a hot drink in his hand, watching Eydis start to regain her strength with her stomach full of food.
Eydis sat up smartly. “Of course!”
He laughed. “Determined, you are. Someone must have told you I don't much like students.”
“Someone might have,” Birgir put in. “And filled her head with how good she is and how you don't like anyone.”
“Stop, you're making me blush,” the big man said in mock seriousness, and they started laughing. Eydis didn't get the joke.