Summery: Majella was just another girl off the street. She dressed like a street person, she acted like a proper (somewhat). It's hard to believe her parents are rich, though the money really isn't hers. After losing her memory, everything was new to her. A boy with red eyes. He took interest in her special ability. He took her back to the castle and introduced her to Hakuryuu and Kougyoku Ren. What will happen in her life? How will they change it? Will she meet Alibaba and his gang?

Chapter 4: Training With A Prince Part 2

The day was sunny and beautiful. Lazy clouds of pure white fluff floated gently across the blue upon blue sky as birds soared high through the air. A gentle breeze swept past her, cooling her down from all the training.

Wielding swords was much harder than what Majella had anticipated. She had to get the stances just right; even the tiniest mistake could cost her life. All the forms had to be followed to the letter. Her sword arm had to be raised the appropriate height, her feet had to be placed apart firmly for balance, and her entire posture had to be flexible and flowing.

Her mentor – Hakuryuu – knew just as well how much of a challenge it would be to learn everything in just a few days time. Many trainees spent years perfecting sword stances and then many more swinging at wooden training dummies before being allowed onto the field.

But Majella didn't have that much time. She only had a handful of days until she would be thrust into the middle of a dangerous situation. So Hakuryuu pushed her hard, teaching her as much as he could. They spent the entire day together and most of night too.

Majella's arm ached from holding the steel sword up all day. All her muscles cried in protest at being pushed so hard. Finally, after another day's hard, relentless work, Hakuryuu and her collapsed down on a soft grassy bank and both passed out from exhaustion, letting sleep quickly take over their weary bodies.

Bright and early the next day, they were up again. After a quick, simple breakfast, Hakuryuu started Majella's difficult and urgent training regiment once again. He allowed her a few minutes of brief respite in between but not many.

He taught her how to be aware of her surroundings when in the dungeons. Majella learned how to spot and sense dangers, traps, and tricks. She learned that anything and everything could jump out at her at any moment, and from any direction.

Hakuryuu kept telling her to maintain a solid grip and hang onto her weapon at all costs. He struck her blade with his own using a particularly powerful blow. Majella gave out a cry of surprise as the hilt of her blade painfully hit the palm of her tender hand, jamming into her knuckles. She dropped the sword and Hakuryuu scolded her.

"You must hold it firmly, Majella," he advised, showing her how to grip the weapon correctly. "But not that tightly. Think of the sword as your arm and then it'll come naturally to you."

Again and again, they clashed blades until Majella became used to the feel of her weapon. She was clever and a quick learner and soon learned how to stop oncoming fiery assaults. From Hakuryuu's warm patience and steady training, she learned how to both defend herself from possible creatures as well as how to attack weak spots, expose and overcome the different defense capabilities.

But the hard, everyday training was the easy task. The hard part was that soon Majella would be training with the dark magi. Everyone could tell how nervous she was about it. It was already bad enough that she would be entering an unknown dungeon that could kill her in many different ways, but she had to train with someone so cruel too!

How Majella wished she could just simply train with Hakuryuu only. She felt more comfortable around the Prince than around the dark magi. The Prince was merely nicer and gentler with her, and when he used force, it was accurate and intended only to teach. He never harmed her. Unlike Judal. The dark magi was unpredictable, often stewing in one of his moods, and seemed to enjoy throwing her on the ground without apologizing!

Majella had now been training with Hakuryuu for more than a week and Judal still hadn't come to take her to the dungeon that she was supposed to clear. Not like she was complaining or anything, but it was confusing. The dark magi seemed to change his mind in a matter of seconds, giving no one any explanation about his changing plans. He would say one thing and then do another without so much as a polite apology or a notice in advance. His behavior puzzled Majella. It was all very confusing.

When she was around Judal, her heart said one thing but something… or someone… told her to fear him. Majella couldn't quite put her finger on where her cautious feelings came from, but she kept listening to her heart, giving Judal a chance to prove himself and show her that he was more than just an arrogant, powerful magi. But each time he failed to meet her wistful expectations and it made Majella feel foolish for listening to her heart.

"Hey!"

The Prince's serious voice broke through Majella's reverie just as his blade landed to her side, barely missing her arm. She felt the wind from his weapon whisper a trail across her skin. He had moved it quickly just in time when he realized she hadn't been paying any attention to the sword fight.

Immediately Majella snapped out of her thoughts. That had been too close for comfort. If Hakuryuu had reacted a bit slowly, he would have drawn blood and left a horrible wound in her side.

But she was more worried about what Hakuryuu thought. He had been drilling into her head for the last couple of days to always remain alert and she had let her mind wander. "S-s-sorry!" Majella said automatically.

Instead of being angry with her and shouting at her, Hakuryuu sighed. He was relieved that she hadn't been hurt. "Maybe we should take a break," he suggested kindly. "If this happens again, I might not be able to stop my sword in time, like I did just now."

Majella only nodded. With non stop training, she was certainly exhausted! Her body still ached but with a week of constant sword swinging, dodging, sliding, and twisting, her slim figure had become somewhat accustomed to the movements. Not to say she didn't still feel fatigued. Hakuryuu allowed no room for slacking off; he wanted Majella to be as prepared as possible.

They made their way to the walkway and sat down near the edge. Hakuryuu handed Majella a sandwich to eat. He ate one for himself as well.

Majella bit into the sandwich and enjoyed the delicious taste. It was full of flavor, completely unlike the gooey, mushy food from the slums. As she took another small bite, she glanced at Hakuryuu and wondered if he had personally made the sandwiches or if one of his servants had prepared it for them.

Sorry this chapter is sooo short!~ I took unexpected vacation with my mom and soon to be step dad and I didn't have much internet. I might move to Montana soon~ Not really looking forward to it but oh well.

I'll update reallly sooooon~

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