Cleo
“We’re going to be late for training,” I said after several long quiet minutes of us resting together.
“As your trainer,” he said. “You’re excused. Besides, that was something of a workout.”
“I don’t think we’ll be seeing Chloe before breakfast anyway,” I replied.
Suddenly there was a loud boom like a door was being swung open downstairs. I heard loud footsteps barrel up the stairs and stop down the hall. I heard a knock on a door, which I’m assuming was Duncan’s. The person stopped to listen for a response, and I heard a familiar chuckle.
“Oh Cleo!” Chloe’s voice rang out. “Is Duncan in there with you? I’m here for training!”
Crap! I jumped out of bed and started looking for some clothes to put on. I could hear Chloe coming down the hall; taking slow dramat
