You sat backstage, flipping your daggers absently, occasionally flinging one at the target a few dozen feet opposite you before plucking another from your corset. As part of Lyney’s magic troupe, it was important that you always worked to hone your skills. A voice came from behind the curtain, as Lyney pushed it aside with a beaming grin on his face.

“Ah, there you are, mon amour! I wanted to go over a new trick with you - think you’d be up for it tonight?”