(Winter’s POV)
The moment Winter stepped into the training arena , she stopped. Not because she had to but the scope of the arena surprised.
Her eyes moved across the space slowly, taking everything in with a level of focus that went beyond simple observation. The structure alone was different from anything she had trained in before—larger, more refined, but not softened by it. Every section had purpose. Every line of the space had been built for efficiency, not display.
This wasn’t just a training ground, it was designed for war.
“This is…” Winter murmured under her breath, her gaze tracking the layout, the multiple sparring circles, the weapon racks, the reinforced flooring meant to withstand far more than basic combat.
Impressive, Frost finished for her, her tone carrying quiet app
