GAINING GROUND

Kingdom of Ramenia

Castle Compound

The top of the Castle was a spherical marbled-surface having short walls round about it, Prince Fredrick stands beside Commander Eslar, enjoying the unsettling breeze of the early morning and the wonderful sight of Sud.

“This is just marvellous.” Fredrick took a deep breath; the view of Sud in full length was the slice of a pie, green on the edges.

“You know what else is great," Eslar glints at Fredrick whose gaze was on her - eager for a befitting reply. "Beating you in a duel and becoming the best swords-woman in the West lands and South lands.”

“It will be my pleasure to end that dream my lady.” Fredrick guaranteed, his sword already leaving its sheath.

“Once in a life time offer.” Eslar steps backward, giving a good distance as she drew her sword.

“I’ll try going easy on you.” Fredrick assured before clasping one hand behind his back.

“Your ignorance will cause you to bow to my victory, Fredrick.”