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"Everyone out!" Uther roared the moment he stepped into the arena. He didn't care that he was being unreasonable. He did not appreciate the sight that greeted him. His men had not only stopped doing what he expected them to be doing, but they all had their eyes on his woman and he couldn't have that, neither could he wait to walk all the way down to ensure they all disappeared from his sight. And damn that Laria for doing her job. Looking at his maiden, he wasn't sure he'd be able to look away either, not when she looked like that. "Your highness, are you not being a little too extreme?" Symund interrupted his thoughts. "Surely the arena is spacious and can accommodate everyone. Besides, you yourself said war knows no maiden, shouldn't that apply to training too?" Uther clenched his te