Jasmine's POV
I was just about to head back to the palace when a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Well, well. Look who's playing at being a warrior."
I turned slowly, my jaw clenching as I saw my father striding towards me. He looked out of place on the training grounds, his fine clothes a stark contrast to the dirt and sweat surrounding us.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice cold.
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Can't a father check on his daughter? Though I must say, I'm disappointed. This is hardly befitting behavior for a princess."
I felt my anger rising but forced myself to remain calm. "I don't need your approval," I said evenly. "Why are you really here?"
My father's expression darkened. "I don't like how you're handling things," he said, his vo
