~Odette~
"What's with you? Why are you still up and dressed to kill?" Ambrose stretched before rising from the bed. "Weren't you up late with the witches? Did the spell not work?"
"No, the spell worked better than expected." I answered. "I'm going to train with you and the soldiers today."
Ambrose looked at me a little surprised, I mean this was out of the blue and I haven't been bothered to be a part of the training for the warriors.
"Perfect." His eyes sparkled with menace as he plotted today's training.
We ate breakfast our together and I told him about the spell and how it went before we headed out to the field.
It was 4am and the sun hadn't even begun its peek into the sky.
"The nights have started getting longer." Ambrose noticed.
"I know. It seems his power is growing; the world is slowly growing darker."
"I mean, he is the DarkChild…" Ambrose teased, lightening the mood.
The training yard behind the palace was already loud before we got there.
