The request

>>Enri

One clean sweep and the target’s head was cut off. The wooden head of the doll target fell to the ground as I sheath my sword and took a deep breath.

It was the start of winter, so early in the mornings one could see the steam come out of mouths during deep exhales.

“Bravo!” Rose, a guard of mine came over, “You’re aging and still so agile!” She teased me as she walked up to me.

I sighed when I looked at her, “There’s still time before the morning assembly, why are you here?” I walked to the bench and picked the towel up to wipe myself.

“Um, well,” She stepped closer as she looked around, “The duke has summoned you.”

“The duke?” I brought the towel down from my neck, “Why? What does the duke need from me?”

“He’s your older brother, no? He might just want to see you.” She passed me an awkward grin.