[Richard, too, made sure to make use of the training grounds as soon as he had gathered his bearings. Captive or no (because that’s what they were in his mind) it wouldn’t do any good for him to get comfy and neglect his exercise. He’s mildly annoyed the nature of the weapons they have access to. Wooden swords and other training equipment are toys for the kids, after all. And wouldn’t it be better to have soldiers get used to real steel as soon as possible?
Oh well. He takes the training swords without complaints and begins with his training routine. At least until he’s interrupted by a voice speaking to him. Richard turns around and—
Huh. A woman.
Now, it’s not the first time he’s heard a woman having interest in swords and battles. Even his own wife is notoriously skilled at riding and hunting. But this is first time he’s ever seen one wielding a sword. Did she approach him because she thought he was also a woman?
Well, whatever. Richard gives her a small polite bow.]
I’m afraid that wouldn’t be very fair towards you, my lady.
Training grounds (also sorry for him hahah)
Oh well. He takes the training swords without complaints and begins with his training routine. At least until he’s interrupted by a voice speaking to him. Richard turns around and—
Huh. A woman.
Now, it’s not the first time he’s heard a woman having interest in swords and battles. Even his own wife is notoriously skilled at riding and hunting. But this is first time he’s ever seen one wielding a sword. Did she approach him because she thought he was also a woman?
Well, whatever. Richard gives her a small polite bow.]
I’m afraid that wouldn’t be very fair towards you, my lady.