Laurel took the helmet off and put it on. The visor was pulled up. She was able to see the training field from where she stood. The attention on her was unreal. Nobody approached, but their eyes swept over her multiple times.
It wasn't until Darius came back and disciplined them that everyone focused on their own things. Laurel's fingers were finding it difficult to lock the helmet in. Darius was distracting like that.
From that distance, she could see that he had once again changed into proper training gear. No wonder he said he'd be late. He had more training to do with his soldiers. A smile curled on her lips. Who didn't like a hardworking man?
As if sensing her gaze, Darius looked back and met her eyes. The distance between them was a lot, but the sharpness in his eyes was impossibl
