CHAPTER 65: NIMUE'S FIRST LESSON

Emilia's POV My muscles were already hurting from the strenuous warm-up Nimue had given me as I stood in the center of the training area. As I fought to regain my breath, sweat trickled down my forehead and irritated my eyes. My arms were shaking from fatigue, and my legs felt like they were made of lead. Nimue's piercing gaze was enough to cut through my determination, even though I was determined not to display weakness, so I tightened my fists. With her arms folded across her chest, she replied icily, "That was pathetic." I could see the disappointment in her silver eyes. "What do you mean?" Knowing that I had just worked my ass off, I asked in irritation. "As someone who has experienced as much as you have, I expected more." I forced myself not to snap back, and bit the inside of my cheek. I had never encountered a trainer like Nimue. She did more than simply give me a physical shove; she probed me deeply, exposing all of my doubts and insecurities. Although I had anticipated