Page 94 of A Master's Destiny
I nod respectfully to him before addressing the rest of the group, “My friend and I are going to head out—”
“You can’t leave, Sir Davis,” Marquis Gray informs me.
I assume he’s joking and laugh. “Why not?”
Laird smiles. “This is only the beginning of the celebration.”
Feeling the awkwardness of the situation, I nod to them before making my way back to my table. I’m not surprised to see three women have joined Rytsar at the table.
Durov grins up at me. “See,moy droog? We are no longer alone. There’s no reason to leave.”
While we converse, the staff brings plates of food similar to the tapas they served us during our breaks between lessons. I suddenly feel nostalgic again and realize how much I am going to miss this place.
Marquis Gray soon joins our table. “Good evening.”
Durov grins and stands up to shake his hand. “It is good to see you again, Marquis Gray.”
“I trust you enjoyed your tour of the school a few weeks back?” the trainer replies.
“Da!I did.” Sitting back down, Durov puts his arms around the two women on either side of him and grins.
While Durov goes back to entertaining the ladies, Marquis engages me in a private conversation.
“The trainers are very impressed with you, Sir Davis.”
Feeling self-conscious, I straighten the utensils next to my plate. “They did an exceptional job teaching the course. My success was due to their dedication and sacrifice.”
Marquis raises an eyebrow. “You do not take compliments well, do you?”
Durov leans over and interjects, “Nyet. He does not.”
Marquis stares at Durov with a bemused expression while he watches the Russian rejoin his previous conversation.
Turning his attention back on me, the trainer asks, “Do you remember when you visited the submissive auction with your friends a few years ago?”
“Of course,” I reply. “I’ve never forgotten it.”
He nods in Durov’s direction. “After the auction was concluded, Rytsar Durov returned downstairs and spoke with Mr. Gallant about you.”
I laugh. “What did he say?”
“Apparently, he told Mr. Gallant that he felt you would not only be an excellent candidate for the Dominant Training course but that you should also be a trainer at this school.”
I glance at Rytsar, shaking my head at his audacity.
“While your friend may be overly enthusiastic, he was also correct. I knew you would perform well in this environment.”
I meet the trainer’s intense gaze and feel compelled to tell him, “Taking this course felt like breathing to me, Marquis Gray. As if this was what I was meant for. I don’t know any other way to describe it.”
He nods, looking at me thoughtfully. “Sir Davis, I want you to consider something.”
“Absolutely. What is it?”
I’m not prepared when I hear him say, “I believe you may be what the Submissive Training Center needs in a trainer. I felt that way soon after you and I met.”
He inclines his head before continuing. “Naturally, you are still too inexperienced at this point. However, based on everything that the Dominant Trainers have shared with me, you have the characteristics we are looking for. And, you passed the test.”
I look at him strangely. “What test?”
