Even though she was supposed to rest that day, Leela woke up early to warm up. Martial arts were etched into her very soul—she simply couldn’t go a day without practicing, at least a little.

After her morning workout, she showered and got dressed. The clothes the prince had given her weren’t particularly feminine, but they were cool and comfortable. She caught her reflection in the mirror and noticed how her muscles had become more defined, more toned.

Leela admired how the loose white wide-legged pants still managed to highlight her figure in all the right ways, and she smiled, satisfied. She tucked a tight red tank top into them,...