Reign'S POV

"Babe, do you really have to go for training?" Hardin asks for the hundred and tenth time this morning and I roll my eyes as slide on a pair of khaki jeans and buckle up the waist belt.

I don't get how it's possible that he never gets tired of asking me that same question every morning. He knows there's a war coming up and that I have to train the female soldiers, but he won't just let me go for training every morning with a cool head.

It's not like if I stay ...