Freya‘s pov.

A week had passed since my training with Dorian had begun. With all household duties lifted from my shoulders, my days were now devoted entirely to physical preparation. I trained individually with Dorian, observed Cassian as he led the Elite warriors through their grueling exercises, and spent my mornings running through the castle grounds. Books filled the spaces between my training sessions, and my evenings were spent dining with the King, Dorian, Cassian, ...