My Life as a Companion Ch.3Ch.3I sighed and sat upon the soft grass, completely exhausted. How Mathias managed to keep fighting, I had no idea. What I did know was that I had to figure out a way to open that damn spellbook or I wouldn't make the journey. Lugging the thing around and not being able to use it was infuriating. Sure, whacking a few enemies about the head is useful sometimes, but I---"Rhett, would you make yourself useful and call out one of those fire spells or something!?" Mathias growled, his sword clashing with a monster's claws.Sighing once again, I stood drawn from my thoughts and called out one of the only destructive spells I know. A blast of fire erupted around the monster and I nearly fell over. The monster was badly burned, and stunned but still alive, that is until Mathias used the opportunity to chop its head off. He looked around for more monsters, but that had been the last one much to my relief. "Good job!
My Life as a Companion Ch.2Ch.2I stared with frustration at the cloth in my hands. "Madame, I truly don't understand. Do I stitch upwards and then pivot, or...""No, no. You silly child," my mentor scolded, taking the cloth from my hands. "Watch my hands," she instructed. Dutifully, I did as I was told. However, I still didn't understand how to do what she wanted me to. After she completed the stitch, she took it out and handed the fabric back to me. "Your highness, do you understand now?" Her tone was harsh and her eyes unkind.I simply nodded and tried to copy what I'd seen.I jumped slightly and winced as I pricked my finger. The needle slipped from my fingers pulling the thread, and before I knew what happened, my work fell to the floor along with it. I was horrified and looked from it to the scowling pinched face of my mentor."I am so sorry." I hastily took the cloth from the floor and realized with another surge of horror that the little bit of blood drawn by the needle was now on the fabric.She hastily