Chapter 24: Warrior Ball

The last couple of days of training have gone by in a blur. I’m sure how we made it to this point, but here we are. Warriors ball day. The day all the warrior females preen and giggle, making themselves presentable for their mates. All the while, the males do—well, I’m sure they do something. Like sleep in and eat a hearty breakfast.

Not me though. Nope. Not on Anna’s watch.

This chick has had me up since five this morning sipping on herbal tea that’s supposed to help with my bloat, which is great because I did not know I was even bloated. She even slapped some gooey gold things under my eyes for my bags that tell everyone how tired I am. Again, I’m not sure I ever noticed they were there.

“You know what’s fantastic for the bags under my eyes?” I ask Anna as I sniff then put aside the nasty ass tea with a grimace.

“If you say ‘sleep’ I will come out there and throttle you.” She hollers from within her tiny closet.

“It’s true, though.” I mutter.

“I let you sleep in, Tilly.”

“Lies!