CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT

EVANORA'S POV

"And that's a wrap for today."

Matthew announced the words I've been craving to hear ever since we started the training for the day and then helped me up. It had been three days already and as the days went by, my ending up on my butt a few minutes after training began was becoming a more natural thing to happen.

Staggering then getting up, I massaged my wrist and managed to stretch my sore back. I was beginning to get used to the pain though and I couldn't really tell if that was to be a good thing.

At every training, I'd spot my father watching me from far across like I was some sort of entertainment. More often than not, he'd hold a glass of wine, sipping its contents at intervals while I did nothing but get beat up.

Did all kings really take pleasure in watching their daughters get beaten up?

Yet another thing I'd gotten used to. Though it had been just three days I'd gotten used to him being at my training. I trained three times a day. Three times! It wasn't a meal