Flashback. Hugo's POV:
The sounds of clapping reverberated throughout the throne room. I smiled. I put Sophia down and whispered into her ear. "Let me find us a den. I don't want to break any of Domina's rules. I will link you to where I will be. Okay."
"Okay," Sophia whispered.
I followed General Ezra out of the throne room. He talked as we walked.
"Tomorrow we start your training as a right hand. Now, my best right hands are older than you. They took years of training to get that position. You are to respect them and listen to them. They are the grand of the Father Superiors. When I can't be there, they take my place.
"Yes, sir," I said swiftly.
"What are the ranks on the men's side?" he asked.
"Slaves, guards, warriors, war soldiers, superiors, grand superiors, Elders, then you,"
