Irene’s POV
My eyes widened at the sight before me. I mean, being in a group with William was in itself a shock, but this one is literally making me dumbfounded. Why does he look so angry to the point of fighting with Menard? I thought he didn’t remember me at all. He acted like he didn’t know me on the battlefield before. That was just days ago. I sighed as I shook my head. I don’t understand him at all and the things that he wants to do.
“Excuse me,” I uttered anyway, not minding the surprised reactions of the other men in our group. “If you could just stop acting like kids and focus on the training, I would not feel inconvenienced. The way you are both behaving is an utter insult to the reason I came here to train. I feel uncomfortable with both of you thinking that I don’t have a say
