Training

Monday straight after school I'm flying to Watch Post to have my combat training lesson with Cain. Sometimes I wonder what the point is seen as Geordie dictates which jobs, I am good for. He's an absolute ape. I am a whole year his senior so he ought to be listening to me rather than bossing.

Bossing. I can boss in subtle ways. Geordie best watch where he's walking. I took over Kensington Palace; knocked those jocks out of sync meaning being top dog at Cloud Association will be a challenging new project.

Here is Watch Post. Someone has repaired the cabin on top of the plateau. As Prince lands, Cain waves at me from where he is waiting a few feet away from the cabin. He best not have heard about what happened with Callum. I've enough people thinking on me as a weaker shadow of myself.

Cain throws me a practise sword. "You look serious today."

I make the catch. Ignore the slight flare to my back. "Infiltration. Teach me."

"You wanna be an infiltrator?"