Forbidden Enemies(on hold)

Chapter 1

"Freya," a voice sounded furiously trough the castle of the northern kingdom. Freya quickly shot up knowing what that shout was for. "Freya you're late," a man said as she stepped out of her room. She looked down in shame. "Sorry genaral," she wispered under her breath as the general turned around and started to walk to the taining room.

"Stand up straight," the general ordered,"you give your aponent an advantige if you slouch." Freya nodded still half asleep. She stood up sraight and brought her up to her face. The genaral copied the princess and started to circle the ring.

Out of a sudden he jabed at Freya but she blocked the blade with her sword. The genaral shook his head. "Sloppy," the general shouted at her slow reaction. She rolled her eyes at his judgemental tone,"Sorry general. I am still a bit asleep." The genaral laughed at her comment and swinged his blade at her. Her reaction to stop was much faster than a minute ago. "How are we surposed to win the worior trails if our supposed best fighter can't seem to be awake," the general hissed as he moved his blade to the other side of Freya's blade. Her eyes widened at the general's comment. A sly smile grow on her lips as she turned her body away from the general. With the momentum of her body her sword sliced through the air. "Supposed best," she smiled at the general who hade crouched down holding the cut her blade made, "Those are the wrong words don't you think general. If I could distract you and hurt you don't you think the right words are the best." The genaral nodded at Freya who was towering of his body. "The best it is Princess," he sighed as he tried to stand up. Freya help out her hand for the genaral to take. He stood up and looked her in the eyes. "I am going to my room to heal my wound," he shouted as he turned his head. "You," he pointed at a young fae waiting for his turn to train. The young fae looked around, shocked that he was even noticed, he pointed at him self. The genaral nodded,"Yes you. Train with the princess untill I come back." The boy nodded and walked over to Freya. The genaral looked back at her,"Try and not break him. He has a lot to lurn before he dies." Freya lightly laughed and nodded at the general.

The boy reached Freya. "Hello princess," he greated politely. Freya nodded at his greating. "First lesson. Stand steady. Your knees slightly bent and your feet firmly planted. This will give you a big advantage over your opponent," she said as she herself got into the position. She held her sword with pride before her eyes. The boy tried to mimic her pouse. He succeeded in most of the pouse exept for the cofedence. That had to be gained not copied. Initiating the fight Fraya charged at the boy frightening him slightly. The boy's instinct quickly kicked in and he blocked Freya's harsh swing. Freya smiled when she saw that she caught him of gaurd. "Always stay alert. Never tink you have won intill your opponent is dead or unconscious," she advised as she swung her blade over and over again but with every blow he blocked the swing better.

"I think that is enough for today," Freya chuckled when she saw the boy was exuasted. After all he was not used to training that hard for more than two hours. The boy sighed out of releave,"Thank you princess. It was a honour." Fraya nodded dismising the boy.

The boy stopped only a few paces from where he stood a second ago. "May the best fae win," he said with a smile. Freya smiled back at him and walked in the oposite direction to put het sword away.