Chapter 24 Well And Truly Stranded.

Dora's POV

I was jolted awake by the blaring sound of the morning bell, signaling the start of another day of training.

"Fuck, I hate Mondays." Groaning, I burrowed back under the blankets, every muscle stiff and sore. My wounds from the whipping may have healed over, but the memory still haunted me.

Before I could slip back into sleep, Stella came bounding into my room. "Rise and shine!" she sang out, yanking open the curtains to flood the space with cheerful morning light. "We've got a fun session planned for you today."

I cracked one eye open to glare at her balefully. "Fun? Yesterday I was tossed around like a rag doll. What fresh torture will they put me through now?"

Stella laughed, unfazed by my sarcasm. "Oh hush, today will be better, I promise." She tossed some workout clothes at me. "Hurry and get dressed so we can grab a quick breakfast."

With much grumbling, I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on the training uniform. My mood only soured further when we arrived at the