Blanche was laid asleep beside me on the large bed, no one coming to retrieve her when she quickly became drained from the vast amounts of training we faced; pushing our bodies to the limit. She had fallen into a deep slumber a few hours ago, her breathing slow and relaxed. We had been practicing our individual powers for hours, I had managed to shift into a bat five times before I grew too tired and got a nose bleed; my mind growing weak and slow. But I had still done it, yes; I only held it for a few moments each time, but it was a start. One that I could be proud of. Surely the prince would know this, he would realise how hard we are working on our abilities for him, how much I wished to make him proud of me.
Yet, I didn’t know for sure, he had gone out of my range so that I could not
