Two weeks have passed when I first started to study the art of sword. Leon gave me a light sword at first, telling me that he will make it heavier once my strength goes up after training.
We practice the sword every afternoon in my courtyard. Morning consist of studies in history, politics and literature.
Leon and I are training in my courtyard this afternoon as well.
"Very good. Keep your stance to balance your body." Leon instructed.
The first week was used on how I should handle a sword with my hands. As for the second week, Leon said I can start sparring with him.
I was swinging my sword at him, watching his every movements as I calculate and anticipate his every strike.
I was able to dodge his attacks and he was also able to block mine. After some time, in just a split second I missed his movements and my sword flew from my hand. Leon's sword was pointed on my throat. I gulped, looking at the tip of his sword shining from the rays of light coming from the sun.
