Thessalia grumbled in frustration, her eyes still closed as she clung to the last threads of her peaceful slumber. She heard the creaking of her bedroom door as Ava entered and felt the cool draft from the hallway slip in along with her. Turning away as quickly as she could, she pulled the blankets over her head and tried to ignore Ava's voice pleading for her to wake up.
"It's time to train. You need to get up," Ava insisted, her tone unwavering but not hostile.
Thessalia groaned and muttered something meaningless, still refusing to budge from her comfortable nest of blankets.
"What the heck? What time is it?" she screeched when Ava finally managed to rip the covers from her, exposing her to the harsh light of day.
"It's six in the morning. Now, come on," Ava said, her eyes trained on
