Chapter 10

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It was barely light out when I got to the training area. Tory was there, half asleep on Wren.

"OK everyone. Time to start training."

They could have at least let us get some coffee.

"Ms. Windermere you're up first." Oh that's right I'm fighting the prince.

I step forward and Prince Lucius step up. I'm a good fighter but fighting the Prince is going to be hard.

I make the first move and he just step back, completely unbothered. I went into fight mode and that's where it get good.

I was fast but he was faster. I successfully land a hard punch to his chest and he fell back, the air knocked out of him.

I rest my hands on my knees as I try to catch my breath.

"I'm impressed Ms. Windermere." He get up and brush his clothes off. "Liam you're up next."

"She's a girl." Not this again.

"Mr. Silertari you're replaceable,"Louis said without missing a beat.

"Find." I'm going to have fun kicking his sexist ass. He came at me and I punch him in the nose and then kick him in the stomach. He fell in the dirty as he held his bleeding nose and now bruised stomach.

"Mr. Lambert you're fighting me now."

"Come on Tory,"I cheered. "You can kick ass."

I sit down and watch them circle each other. Tory was scared but he didn't hold back on his strikes. He manage to land a fist to the prince face but he didn't even twitched.

I should have some popcorn because it was funny as hell.

They went on for a few minutes until Tory end up with a black eye, a bruised cheek and a busted lip.

"Rest, drink some water and we'll meet back here the same time tomorrow."

Wren and I help Tory inside and get him some water.

"Does your face hurt?"

"It's healing so..."

"He went nuclear on you."

"At least he's hot right?"

I roll my eyes. Wren did the same.

"Well I'm going to leave you two here. I still have training. Get me when it's lunch time." Wren nod and I left the kitchen.

There's a part of the courtyard that has a more well equipped training ground so that's where I went.

I wrap my hands and head to the large punching bag that was hanging from the steel wall.

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