(Cassie’s POV)
I walked with Brady down into the gardens. It was coming up to 4am, so it was still quiet. I knew from observations out of the window over the last seven or so weeks that warrior training started at 5am. But that was in the front gardens, and where Brady led me to was somewhere else. The garden was obviously not a working area garden. There were flower beds full of brightly colored flowers in neat rows and in the centre was a stone shelter of columns.
Brady was quiet as we walked up to the shelter, which I was happy with. Just being outside felt nice, I certainly wasn’t in any rush to go back to my room. There were some stone benches, and Brady gestured to me to sit on one. I watched him as he sat next to me. I liked Brady; I didn’t like that he was Jackson’s Beta, but he
