Tutor Me

"Where are you going?" Nicklaus asked with a nudge of his head which only made him more dashing in that action. I cleared my throat, hoping to clear my head of the lustful thoughts I was having right now.

"To meet Alaric, for my training," I said, folding my arms.

"Training?" It was Bartholomew that spoke this time with puzzled expressions. "Whatever does the Empress need to train for?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well since I'm some target for some ominous presence I need to know how to defend myself"

Bartholomew and the rest of the council were informed of the truth from 2 thousand years ago, just a small part of it, Nicklaus wants to keep it in a small group so that they can investigate it thoroughly.