Ten Years Later
Third Person PoV TEN YEARS LATER “Reginald. Pick up your sword and do it again.” Reginald looks at his mother, Gisele, while trying even to breathe. “What? Do you want to say something? Your sisters manage to complete their training. But you were too busy playing around with your pet to care. This is part of your punishment. Pick up your sword and continue to swing for two hundred times.” Reginald shakes his head no before sighing hard. “No- I’m done. I can’t. Please, don’t force me to train. I’m tired, and I want to rest.” Gisele raised an eyebrow before walking up to her son. “You’re tired? Really? Why would you be tired when you didn’t even do anything? Did you study? No. Did you follow your sisters attending any official meeting with your mother? I don’t think so. Oh- did you
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