Cleo
Monday morning came far too early. I was awoken by the sound of my alarm going off. Rolling over I turned the alarm off and sat up in bed, cringing as my muscles protested at the movement. Today was going to be the beginning of an incredibly long week. All of my weeks were going to be long now. With training in the morning and school as well. I stood up and began getting ready to attend warrior training class.
By the time I got downstairs, Eric was in the kitchen. Looking up at me from his seat at the dining table, he asked, “So… are you ready for some more torture?”
“Ugh, don’t even joke about it…” I groaned as I sat across from him.
“Well, this is the price we pay for the privilege of excellence,” he retorted, chuckling quietly.
We stood up and walked out the door, climbing int
