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... ial Training Grounds—Early Morning, Way Too Early]
I was not ready.
I was not emotionally ready. I was not physically ready. I was definitely not spiritually ready.
And yet—there I was.
In full training gear. A sword in one hand. Sleep still clinging to my eyelashes like a stubborn ghost. And Papa was standing in front of me, looking like he’d already battled ten armies and written a report about it before breakfast.
"Are you awak ...
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