The days after the Empress and Sultana left were slow, but warm.
I spent most of those days in the arms of either my mother or Jahi, both still a mess from my mini coma.
I was touched, and really enjoyed the time, but I wanted to delve into my training. Thankfully, the Marquess saw my plight and managed to convince the two women that we should start going back to normal.
So, that was why I was nervously shuffling around the training grounds, dressed in a new outfit. Similar to Jahi, it was just a crop top and loose pants.
Both Jahi and the Marquess were preparing for todays session, while the Countess had managed to drag mother out into town.
I started pacing, my nerves growing. I had worked out in my previous life, but it was just to keep myself roughly in shape. I never had an interest in having muscles, nor in having an insanely healthy body.
