She went outside to look for the mailgirl. Anders accompanied her as he wanted to check some new merchandise the vendors had brought along. It had took her long enough to write answer to all the mails, so she would be glad to get rid of them. Her eyes skimmed the courtyard, but didn't catch a glimpse of the girl. "Anders, where did you hide the courier this time?" He looked at her with a supposed serious face, but the sparkling in his eyes didn't fade: "Oh, she's probably melted after last time I showed her the inside of the broom closet." "Anders! You're horrible!" She shoved him teasingly. "But fine, in that case it's your fault, so I'm sure you won't mind to make sure that these letters reach the courier, hmm?" He laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder: "Fine, and what do I get in return?" She grinned at him and said teasingly: "How about I refrain from calling in the templars to report some apostate mage using illegal magic?" He pouted whilst he took the letters from her: "Fine fine, point taken… I was just hoping for some special attention from a pretty lady." He winked at her. She chuckled and waved him away: "Keep on dreaming boy."
She turned around and started walking back to the gates when her eyes caught some movement at the training grounds. Looking on in amazement she stared at Nathaniel as he continued with his training. Gracious movements flew over in each other as he stepped around and struck at invisible targets, his arms following the motion of the rest of his body. Muscles flexed under a sweated skin in what appeared like a dance. "Don't spoil it with looking." She startled as Anders suddenly whispered in her ear. He looked at her with a sly grin as she felt her cheeks glow: "No, I… I was just amazed to see him use swords. I didn't know he is skilled with those." "Of course Commander… of course… You were dreaming about some wholly different skills." She shoved him and continued walking: "Go soak your head, Anders." His chuckling behind her made her blush even more. Nathaniel, on the other hand, was oblivious to the commotion.