Corinna smiled at her reflection in the creek. Lieutenant Guthrie had called her Corinn. The very recollection caused her to flush. She sharply informed Master Malone that he was not to use that name while referring to her, yet, somehow it was different when coming from the handsome lieutenant. She sighed and raised the stick in the air. She had no time to dawdle, for she had to practice using the sword. She was determined to be proficient in her fighting skills, even though her mother wanted her to be more ladylike.
