017: This was home.

Isabella’s back was aching. Not just her back but every bone in her body like she had spent the whole night working instead of sleeping.

Perhaps it was the state of the bed and room that she had slept on.

With a groan, she gave the small bed another glance - a very long one - as if somehow she wanted to turn the bed into something a bit more comfortable or maybe burn it.

But she couldn't do either.

She scoffed. Some magical chosen one she is.

The door opened and Isaiah walked in with a frown.

“Have you ever heard about knocking? What if I was indecent?”

The man swept his gaze over her with a broad expression and rolled his eyes, “I am sure there is nothing special to see. Come on, your training starts today.”

“I am not going anywhere with you not until I shower and have something to eat.” she said, rubbing her stomach while shooting him a pointed glare.

The man gave the most uninterested look she had ever seen - “We leave now.” was his curt response as he turned and marched away witho