"The one thing I'm glad for is that you got to experience childhood. Although not a very good one, you were able to make connections," she took a breath, lay on the grass. "I was created for one purpose only, to be the commander of an army, so my training started really early and I never had any chance to get to know anyone."
"So you never had anyone to call a friend. You never fell in love?" She shook her head.
"I was never allowed."
"What about me?"
"You're different, but your role is the same as mine. A war is coming and you need to be powerful enough to lead your army," she said, getting up.
"You still haven't told me what arm. . ."
"Enough with the chit-chat, let's get on with the training
---- Chapter 5 of 'Storms' is out. I would really appreciate it if you guys checked it out.