Before Prince Adrian ran away...
The clang of steel rang through the training grounds as Prince Adrian swung his sword, sweat dripping from his brow. His trainer, a seasoned warrior with years of battle experience, circled him with sharp eyes, striking at him repeatedly, forcing Adrian to block and counter at an exhausting pace.
"Again!" the trainer barked.
Adrian gritted his teeth, barely deflecting the next strike. His arms ached, his breaths came ragged, but the trainer showed no mercy.
"You call yourself a prince? That footwork was sloppy! If this were a real fight, you’d be dead already!"
Adrian scowled, his frustration boiling over. "Then let’s see if you can actually kill me!"
Without warning, Adrian lunged, striking at his trainer with renewed determination. The older man bar
