She grinned, her eyes reflected back at her in the blade, a light violet set against her tan skin. It may not be sharp, but she was excited. She stuck it in the sand, prepared and willing to do what was needed to make the sword battle ready. "That might be for the best now. I still need a teacher to show me how to wield it."

He was such a skilled swordsman, it touched her to imagine him helping her with her stance and how to swing. It would be intimate and she imagined, they wouldn't be able to keep their hands from each other in the process.

She glanced over, moving back to his side. "What is it?"