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Revolt For Change

"HEYA!" I exclaimed, slicing the wood in half.

I caught my breath as I looked down at the split block of wood, noticing the slight difference in size.

"Damn, I was off," I mumbled.

"By 2%. Much better progress than yesterday. It's your positioning," Father announced.

I frowned, looking at him as he approached me.

"Get into your starter stance for a second," he instructed.

I did what he asked, lifting my twin swords in a defensive position, ready to attack or defend just like in the battlefield. Father walked around me, his eyes scanning my posture closely.

Stopping on my right side, he eyed my arm.

He reached out but paused.

"Crimson," he whispered.

"I'm fine," I reassured him.

I could see him observing me from the corner of my eye, but I stood my ground, knowing I needed to get used to being touched even if it frightened me.

On the battlefield, the enemy wouldn't care about my issues, so I couldn't let it become a problem or weakness.

He gently lifted my arm a fraction, and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Your arm needs to be higher up. This will help you get a perfect slice," Father acknowledged.

I nodded and he let go, taking a step back to get out of my space.

I let out the breath I was holding, making sure I made a mental note of my current position before I lowered both arms.

I swiftly put my swords back in the scabbard and ran my hand through my long silver-black locks, hoping to hide the slight tremor in them.

"How long did you sleep last night?" Father asked.

"Two hours," I replied.

"Aki wasn't home."

"No. He's coming with the others. We need to discuss a few things," I replied. Father knew when Aki was present as it reflected in my behavior. I'd sleep for a solid eight hours, be more energetic; the list went on and on.

I didn't want to admit it, but with him around it made things easier.

He'd comfort me when nightmares invaded my dreams and was the only male who could apply the healing herbal cream from the Great One to the wounds on my back and thighs.

Mother had to leave early last week for Council meetings, and due to my current situation, Father was excused from participating to ensure I was okay.

I wasn't allowed to be alone, which I understood. At least I could take Urufu to the washroom because let's be real, who'd want their Father watching them pee?

"After your talk, make sure you nap. You don't do well with lack of sleep," Father commented.

"I will," I replied.

Father sighed, taking three steps forward to stand before me.

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