Chapter 34 Cut Too Deep

• The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Ann stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she stretched lazily. It was Sunday, her swordsmanship training continued with Darius, she didn't really feel like it, due to the tension between them but she had no choice.
• Ann climbed out of bed, pulling her hair into a loose ponytail before slipping into her training outfit: a simple but sturdy pair of black leggings and a loose fitted top that covered her backside, it allowed her freedom of movement.
• She glanced at the mirror briefly, noting the way her toned arms and shoulders had started to develop from the weeks of training. A faint smile touched her lips as she grabbed her boots and laced them up.