The Tripartite Mate Bond Chapter 101: CHAPTER HUNDRED AND ONE

"No! This way! Your arm won't be able to build properly if you keep bending it like that,” Ravena instructed as I did the crazy workout routine she had introduced me to.

Apparently, I needed to be physically fit in order to gain control of my fire.

“Like that! Good,” she commended as I did the arm lifts the way she instructed me.

I had run three miles already and done way more exercise routines than I'd ever done in my life in the last two hours but I was determined not to complain.

Somehow, I wanted to prove myself to my parents.

I decided I won't cry over the situation anymore. I wasn't the one that killed my brother, we all know that and they're just trying to transfer aggression to me but I will not focus on that.

Since they wanted me to be exceptionally strong, I'll do that but not for them.

The moment I master my powers, I'm leaving here and anyone who tries to stop me will be used as cannon fodder to test my strength.

“You need to keep doing that. I'll get the mats ready. Once you're done with the planks which will build your core, you can take a break. We'll continue in the evening,” she said as she adjusted my arm again. I'd gotten off form while lost in thought.

Ravena was exceptionally strong and patient, unlike most dragon-kin. It took me an hour to finally get into the mindset to take everything she threw at me but before that, I was a whiny bitch. Don't blame me, I've never been pushed so hard.

But it seemed the more I worked out, the more my body adjusted to it. She knew my potential and drove me to it relentlessly.

I finished the second arm and took the water can and gulped the entire thing. The guard that was watching us ran with it to get me more water. I guess that was his job today as I'd gone through five of those in the last two, going to three hours and I still felt parched.

I took my time going to the mat Ravena spread out, taking deep breaths along the way.

“Don't worry, in a few days, you'll be stronger than me. I can't wait for you to see how much progress you can make,” she said as she beckoned me over. I'd seen her workout alongside me and the girl was strong.

You wouldn't even be able to see it as she looked light and very feminine, her body defined in a supple manner. But seeing her do a thousand push-ups shut me the hell up. Also, I knew I had to train harder as it showed me how far I needed to go. I'd done two hundred today and I can still feel my arms trying to split in two.

The timer wasn't going as fast as I wished but I maintained my posture on the mat.

“That's nice. Keep your back straight, you're doing a good job,” she praised me, making me want to endure this hell for the remaining five minutes.

“Awesome. Now we'll take one more run around the tracks and we're good to go,” she said, a smirk on her face as she expected me to complain but I was already used to it. She had told me I'd be doing just fifty squats but by the time she was done with me, I'd done more than three hundred. She knew how to drive me to my seemingly inexistent limit.

I shook my head, a smile on my face as I began running around the stadium-like training ground. It was located at the back of the mansion and you wouldn't even believe something of that magnitude was there.

When she woke me up so early this morning and had Miranda set out a gym outfit for me, I'd been feeling lethargic after the terrible night I had but at this moment, I was feeling my spirits getting pumped up.

Only, I didn't have anywhere to transfer all of this energy. I was still on house arrest and even though the guards were wary of treating me harshly, I knew they had their instructions and I wasn't going to make life difficult for them.

So I went up to my room and had a luxurious bath even though my stomach was having a live musical concert. I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning and I was transported to mornings where I'd wake up five minutes late and be denied food for the whole day by my foster parents. Wonderful memories, right?

I heard a knock on the bathroom door and I clocked the scent as belonging to Tacha. I'd told Miranda I wanted only her to attend to me so what was she doing in here?

“I'll be out in a minute,” I called out.

I quickly dried up the water on my body and wore the free shorts and T-shirt I'd picked earlier on before walking out of the bathroom.

She was fidgeting, pacing around the room and was visibly shaken when I'd opened the door.

“Princess Aurora, good morning,” she greeted me and her eyes looked like they'd been crying all day.

“Hello Tacha, what seems to be the problem?” I asked her

“Please I don't know what I did wrong but I beg of you, forgive me and let me back to work. I don't have anything else to do and nowhere to work. I beg you, please,” she pleaded and immediately went down on her knees.

“Oh my goodness, please get up! There's no need to beg me like that okay? I just felt you didn't like the job and that was why I told her to inform you I'm okay with just one maid. In fact, no maid at all is okay but seeing as I'm under house arrest, my choices are quite limited. Get up please,” I insisted, dragging her up as she cleaned her tears.

“Please I'm sorry for coming off that way. I love this job and I'll be so happy to serve you once again. Please give me another chance,” she begged again, tears still leaking from her eyes.

My instincts still went blaring red where she was concerned but I couldn't say no to her plight. It would be cruel of me to just come in and start making people cry so I thought of what to do with her.

“Look, like I said earlier, I'm okay with Miranda but you can't be without a job so why don't we work together on something else, hm? Tell me what you love doing and we can figure a way around it. You'll get paid as usual and no one would know your job changed except, well, if you told them,”

“Um, I love horse riding and reading. I like that a lot,”

“Awesome. You're going to be my librarian. What about that?”

“I don't understand,” she said, her face showing her confusion.

“I'm lacking in the knowledge of my own people and the best way to fill that gap is with books so you are going to bring me books every day on history, culture and wars. I want to read as much as I can. Also, you can go horse riding while I train. Just tell everyone it was per my instructions,” I explained to her and her face was lit with excitement immediately.

“Really? Thank you so much Princess. I'm eternally grateful. I'll go get the books immediately,” she gushed and ran out of the room.

Now that I think about it, I should have asked why my door was always unlocked and accessible to everyone but at that moment, I didn't and it was one of the things that led to the crazy week I had.