The Hwarang General clanked the two wooden swords he is holding together up on the air— a signal to start the martial arts routine for their training. The Hwarang men raised their swords and stepped out their right foot in position.
Today, they are practicing basic swordsmanship as a warm up for the swordsmanship that Chunhwa will teach them next.
The Hwarang General raised the wooden swords in the air once again and clanked them once. The Hwarang men started to swing their swords to the right, then up, and then downwards. They made a pivot turn from their left, swinging their swords down at the same time and proceeded to strike their wooden swords to the front as they skipped forward and made a jump— landing to a certain position.
The Hwarang General immediately clanked his wooden sword twice as a signal to stop while Chunhwa made her way towards Yeowool, gently tapping his shoulders and the back of his bended knee using the wooden sword she is holding to fix his posture. She held his hands that were gripping his wooden sword next and raised it up slightly, adjusting his arm position to the correct level.
"This is the correct height of your arm in this position. Keep your back and shoulders straight while your feet planted firmly on the ground, that way you can easily sway your sword and turn into another position." she whispers to him.
Yeowool nods at her, his eyes focused in front of him before she turned around and walked away. The Hwarang General clanked his sword once again and they proceeded to their next strikes and position.
Ahro was peeking through the window outside the training ground and Sunwoo catches her eye. She immediately started to wave with a big smile on her face and he couldn't stop the smile to make its way up to his lips in return.
The female physician waved enthusiastically together with her head this time and finally stopped, looking around if anyone had seen her. True enough, Chunhwa had actually noticed Sunwoo's facial expression and had looked at where his eyes were trained at. She looked at Ahro who waved at her brother for the last time before their eyes met— Chunhwa softly and discretely chuckling at the other's behaviour while the female physician sheepishly smiled at her in return.
'What does it feel like, to have an older brother as well?'
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"I am sure you find me uncomfortable to be with, but deal with it." said Princess Sookmyung as she slowly made her way to the Chief Instructor's table, looking around his quarters.
"I am sure; you have no other choice right now anyway."
Master Wi Hwa slowly pulled his lips into a smile as he watch her from where he was sitting on his table.
"Do you know why the Sacred Bone is the Sacred Bone?" she tells him, making her way to the chair in front of him and sitting down.
"We do not share with others." she continues, looking at him in the eye. "Because the moment we do, we become weak."
"You are like your mother." the Chief Instructor says, trying to compliment her with the same smile on his face. "You do not know how to beat around the bush."
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