"Lady Dominixe, you are being rough on us for today..." Eric complained when they were still sitting on the grass, panting heavily after I had bestowed them the harsh reality of being near to death experience.
I arched my eyebrow and eyed them, seeing that they were covered with bruises and bathing in their own blood after piercing my sword to the ground to make their eyes widen in horror. "You dare to complain? With your skills, how can you even protect me as your mistress?" I sounded like I was belittling them.
I had no problem with their fighting skills. I only said I wanted to enhance and protect them at all costs, so I had to be rough on them. I just did not want to see them dying before my eyes again. I cherished them, so the vigorous training would help them protect themselves if Papa dared to hunt them with his henchmen.
"But, Lady Dominixe..."
