She'd been lost in a routine Alana had taught her, but even that was a lie. Her body moved without her. Outward spin, hand and arm moving in an arc.

Mind so very far away.

Until the voice caused her eyes to close slightly and hand to shiver. But she didn't look to him, finishing the turn so that she hit the sword right and then left on the post. A high strike and then kicked the post, because his voice raised even more frustrations.

"Guy wanted to show me my future fortune," she started, keeping her tone blankly quiet as her eyes stayed on the post. "--as Lady Gisborne."