Henry, who had been worried about Eve, shouted, "Everyone, stop!"

His usual composure was thrown to the wind, replaced by a father's desperate cry.

The trainees, who had been relentlessly frog-jumping across the field, crumpled to the ground. Exhaustion clung to them like a second skin. "Let's see how you're going to make me lose money," Edgar said.

Debra smiled enigmatically, her eyes giving nothing away.

Edgar walked away, and Henry scurried after him.

By nightfall, the intense training had taken its toll. Everyone was too worn out to even lift their forks.

"My legs feel like they're made of lead."

"It's all Debra's fault. If she had just danced earlier, we wouldn't be in this mess."

The complaints echoed through the dining hall, but Debra was nowhere to be found.

playing at? Is he just messing

his fork and knife and cleared his plate. Tomas

the practice field. He was fifteen

tap on his shoulder made him turn. Expecting to see Debra, he was met with Freya's awkward gaze. "Are you waiting for someone?" "It's

arm and persisted, "Are you

shaking off her hand. "We're not close. Stay out

I don't want you to be deceived. Debra

growled, his

the most high-minded and prideful

with accusation.

a

"No," Oscar stated firmly.

to Debra, her voice a low hiss. "I told you. Edgar can't

limit yourself so rigidly. Does

composed, found herself

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