Chapter Twelve : Training At the crack of dawn, a servant came knocking on Nicolas' door. "Mr. Nicolas, Master has requested your presence in his study," the servant announced. "He said to come as soon as possible." Nicolas rubbed the sleep from his eyes and got out of bed. He quickly got dressed and headed to his grandfather's study, wondering what could be so important that it couldn't wait until a more reasonable hour.As Nicolas entered the study, he was met with the cold, hard gaze of his grandfather, who sat behind a massive desk. The room was dark and imposing, with bookshelves lining the walls and a fireplace crackling in the corner. "You wanted to see me, grandfather?" Nicolas asked, trying to keep his voice steady. "Yes, Nicolas," his grandfather replied, his voice as icy as his gaze. "I have some news to share with you."Nicolas' heart sank as he heard his grandfather's words. "Training?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, training," his grandfather said, his tone
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