Chapter Two Hundred And Thirty-eight: The meeting

Reina's point of view

"Oof," I let out a quick breath when Andrew threw me over his shoulder for the umpteenth time already. Gosh, why was he so damn strong?! 

I swear I defeated my father the last time we had a duel, right? A-ha! How was I such a fool! That sly old man intentionally went easy on me! Seriously, was he helping me or bringing me down! He now pampered me in training? 

Maybe, I should consider Emerald being my trainer, oh no, not Emerald, I'll rather be thrown over the shoulder by Andrew than challenge that fierce, sturdy giant. Though the good news is that I have defeated him once in a fight - with trickery of course - after five hundred and three trials; I mark all my failures. 

"We've been going at this for two hours already, can't we go for a break?" I pleaded, pouting my lips, and fluttered my eyelashes at Andrew.