Arkanos looked at her, his lips curling into a teasing smile. "Your training will be more intense, Seraphine."
She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "More intense? How so?"
Arkanos grinned. "Sparing with me."
Seraphine stopped in her tracks, blinking in surprise. "Sparing with you, my lord?"
He chuckled, noticing her hesitation. "What, you don't believe me to be a match for you?"
"No!" Seraphine quickly responded, shaking her head. "It's not that… It's just that I don't want to end up hurting you."
Arkanos raised an eyebrow, his smile growing. "You're underestimating me, Seraphine."
She let out a soft sigh. "I guess you're right."
After a brief pause, Arkanos added, "How about this? Let's make a bet. If you manage to win our first spar, I'll grant you any wish of yours."
Seraphine smiled playfully. "I'm afraid that wouldn't be much use to me, my lord."
Arkanos looked at her in curiosity. "How so?"