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*I sit on my bed, hands clasped, trying not to shake. I've been up almost all night, only catching a few minutes of sleep here and there. I'm sick with nervousness about training. I mean, I know they won't kill me, but they might do worse... Might beat me or take me dry or... God, I don't know what else. I should've listed out every perverted thing I could think of for the Chancellor, maybe that was what he wanted from me. Now all I can do is hope that my trainer is decent and that training doesn't last too long.*