George winks at Celine, and holds out a hand for her. She takes it and lets him lead the way to the car. Everyone else was already in the car, Nate having taken the driver’s seat. They drive across the pack-lands till they find the small barracks with the training ground behind it. Celine leans forward,
“Wow!” Celine grins, the climbing tower is almost as tall as the château back home. She was grinning “I’m going to enjoy this, competition or not.” George sighs,
“I’m going to get you in that competition, even if I have to make a bet with Ewan on you winning.” Celine smirks at him,
“Make sure it’s a good amount. This is going to be a piece of cake.” Then in a silly voice, “Climb, climb, as fast as you can. You can’t catch me; I’m the gingerbread man.” The car explodes with laughter as N
