"Fine by me." I sighed. Techno stepped away.
(Eryn POV)
They carried on like that for months more.
Every morning, Wilbur would pull himself out of bed and head down to the gardens, where Technoblade would always be waiting—even after the times he threatened to leave, and the times that it looked like he was truly going to. I was always at the side, anyway.
Technoblade would walk Wilbur through his stances and correct them by demonstrating how exactly it could be turned against him. The tutor was never fully pleased, but eventually they made their way through the weapons in the chest and had to request for more to practice with: spears and knives and axes.
They never spoke beyond the usual instructions, and Wilbur never complained again when—a few weeks in—he almost, almost, disarmed Technoblade during a sparring session with the rapier, before Technoblade inevitably knocked him over again.
"I almost got you!" Wilbur had grinned, even as he picked himself up from the floor. "Almost won't cut it on the battlefield, princeling," Technoblade had said with a roll of his eyes. "And I was going easy on you."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Wilbur rolls his eyes. Technoblade snorted. "I don't sleep." Wilbur was still debating whether he'd been joking or not. He probably wasn't, knowing how he behaves.
Eventually, Tommy's jealousy outweighed his drowsiness, and he begun to follow Wilbur to the training pavilion, yawning all the way, with his blanket wrapped around his shoulders and trailing in the dewy grass. He'd sit on the floor, shouting unhelpful advice and laughing at his brother's failures.
"Technoblade," the younger prince had said at one point. "Will you train me alongside Wilbur?" Technoblade had eyed Tommy and his blanket, looking so serious that Wilbur thought he might actually be sizing his little brother up. "Well, you do have similar skill levels—"
"Hey." Wilbur tossed a stray pebble at Technoblade's head. It bounced harmlessly off his braided hair.
"I want to be strong like you," Tommy said, uncharacteristically solemn as he stared up at the older boys. "And like dad." He raised his gangly arms up to them. "Look at these, Technoblade. They're pulsing with potential."
Technoblade arched an eyebrow at him, an amused smile tugging at his lips. "Little prince, you are years away yet from needing to learn anything. Your brother's training so you don't have to. Understood?"
"Yeah, kid, wouldn't want your dad to worry, wouldn't you?" I said with a smile. He looked sad, but was processing my words anyway.
Then Tommy pouted, but nodded. Wilbur stared at him, feeling as if he'd just witnessed the taming of a wild beast. He glanced at Technoblade, who had walked over to one corner of the pavilion to stretch.
"How'd you get Tommy to not kick and scream like he does when he doesn't get what he wants from me?" Wilbur called out. "I don't kick and scream," Tommy huffed. "I let out a manly whine." "It's probably because he respects me and not you," Technoblade replied curtly. I let out another laugh.
Wilbur whirled on his brother. "Is that true?" he demanded, with faux hurt. Tommy shrugged. "I'd respect you more if you weren't reading all the time." "I'm not reading now," Wilbur said, at the same time Technoblade called, "I know how to read, too, just to put it out there."
Afterwards, they would eat breakfast together. Sometimes, it would just be Wilbur, Technoblade and Tommy, going over the practice session—Technoblade, with his dry corrections and Tommy with his enthusiastic, albeit often inaccurate, input. But often Father would join them, and Wilbur would be lying if he said he didn't feel a bit validated whenever Technoblade praised—or as close as the man could get to praise—his improvements in front of his father.
I watched with interest every time, and Techno never ceased to amaze me. His techniques were always so flawless, and only with minor mistakes here and there. Oh, how I wish I was as good as him.
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