The chronicles of Ed the Warrior

Previously

…Ed knelt beside her, his voice as warm as the hearth in Catherine’s inn. “Bravery isn’t in the armor, Layia. It’s in your heart. But I’ll show you everything I know.” Sofia, holding a basket of returned apples, smiled shyly. “You look stronger already, Ed.” As night fell and the villagers drifted home, Galen’s forge glowed bright with promise. Black iron and hope would soon become something new. Ed watched the sparks rise toward the stars, surrounded by friends, and wondered what else he might rediscover—about courage, kindness, and himself—before the armor cooled.