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We don't do anything that would harm the child."I accepted what she said, nodded, and continued to follow her. The next two groups were even older kids. The ratio for female to male was higher than in the younger groups. Every one of them wore weapons, the standard dagger and short sword. It looked like they were learning how to move with the weapons without being encumbered by them. I offered that observation to her, and she told me that I was correct.The mid-teen groups were small. The priestesses gave more personalized instruction to each of them. At fifteen the classes were eight to ten students per instructor, and each instructor had a late teen assistant."What are each of the levels called for the novices?" Petitioner, novice, initiate, postulant." The High Priestess replied.That was the end of the student level classes. Next were small groups of soldiers."All the postulants receive individual training?" Of course."When we came back to the dueling circle she paused. "You did. Let’s go!’ I grabbed my book bag and headed out of my bedroom, toward the kitchen, where my parents were having their morning coffee. ‘Good morning, Honey,’ my mother greeted. ‘You should get up in time to have breakfast. You’re a growing boy, ya know?’ ‘I know, Mom. I’m sorry. I have to get outside. Billy should be here soon.’ ‘Okay, Hon. Your father and I are leaving in about an hour. We’ll be back in a week, okay?’ I nodded. ‘Sure. Okay,’ I said, dryly. She looked up at me from her coffee. ‘Oh, honey. I’m sorry we’re gone so much.’ ‘No, you’re not. You enjoy your work. It’s ok, Mom. I’m used to it. I prefer to be alone anyway.’ She studied me for a moment. ‘Okay, Sweetie.’ She stood up to kiss my cheek. ‘Be sure to call us if you need anything.’ ‘I will, Mom.’ ‘I love you, Sweetie.’ ‘Love you, too, Mom.’ I looked at my father, who didn’t seem to acknowledge that I was there. ‘Bye, Dad.’ I looked down from the magazine he was reading and nodded, silently. ‘Bye, Son. I’ll see you.
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