The next morning Numair accompanied Meliara to meet Sir Wyldon. Though HaMinch had taken Wyldon's place as the head teacher, Wyldon still decided to teach one class to the squires during the winter when he was off of border patrol.
Meliara stuck out her hand, as taught at the Convent. Instead of him kissing it, as she thought, he shook it, as if she was a man. Meliara stood intrigued by the odd gesture.
Lord Wyldon spoke. "I am not a stranger to training women as warriors. I have already trained one and she proved herself as a credit to me. It is my belief that women are capable of being equal to men. I have heard of your situation and have agreed to take you as my student. Every day for four hours we shall work on everything you need to know about battles. Three hours I shall work with you alone. For the last hour you will be a student in my class in which I teach. That class is made up of squires, you shall be treated the same as the rest of the boys in that class. This will continue until I believe you are ready enough to go to a battle. Are you ready to begin Meliara?"
She answered in a clear voice and unknowingly was looking straight into his eyes as she answered "yes."
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"Meliara, you must learn to think like the enemy. You must plan and always be one step ahead. The lives of men are depending on you. The men may be able to create traps, but you must tell them what to do. Use the maps (that are spelled with bumps so she is able to read them) that are given to you. The enemy is attacking at the palace's west gate, what would you do?"
"I would form a half moon around the west gate and send the Own and the Riders to attack from the back so the enemy will be surrounded and cut off. I would use my magic to connect them. I would weave a net to trap the enemy with my magic."
For every question Wyldon gave her, she answered in her calm and unrushed manner. This was due to her reading books long past midnight on previous battles that were fought.
In a short time three hours passed and she had to sit down and become part of the a student in a class of squires. Wyldon led her to the classroom and to a desk in the back of the room. He was not a man with out feeling, he knew there might be discrimination against a girl, especially a blind one. Who knew what kind of pranks the boys might play on her. He actually liked her, in one class she had mastered the things it would have taken a month to teach the boys. She had a feel for battle, that was something that could not be taught.
Boys walked in their groups of friends and stared at the Meliara. In her plain blue dress, which emphasized her eyes, she still looked enchanting. Her hair had come slightly undone from her simple braid, but perfectly contrasted with her ivory skin. Some looked like they had wanted to sit next to her, but their seats were assigned, it would have been bad to receive punishment on the first day.