Minutes bulked into hours as Penelope trained non stop, she even refused to go on a break during mid day when Dorian suggested one and now it was already heading towards evening.
She had learned more defense skills in one day and her striking willingness to all this made Dorian a bit curious as to why she suddenly wanted to know all these, although a certain part of him was happy to the fact his mate saw a need to hold some responsibilities towards their people, it pleased him to no bound.
The bright blue sky had already turned dark by the time Penelope was done being taught how to man-hand a gun.
She wouldn't deny, it felt heavier than she expected and the fact she yelled after her first shot, proved how scary the experience was but soon after much learning, she could throw around two
