-Lara-
It wasn’t just my sister who seemed displeased with my actions. The queen barely spoke to me, except to give orders or correct my stance. She pushed me harder than usual, which said a lot.
“Last one,” she said.
I leaned my weight on my arms as she commanded me to do another push-up. I glared up at her but didn’t complain. I followed her orders, my entire body shaking as I completed the push-up.
“Another!” she commanded.
“But—”
“Another!” She cut me off. I complied, but suddenly, she pressed her foot down on my back, forcing me down. I struggled to hold my position, but eventually, I was pinned to the ground, breathing heavily. I rolled over and got up in her face.
“What is your problem?” I demanded.
“What?” she replied. “I’m training you.”
“No, you’re punishing me! My siste
