Ryan leaned against the railings of the balcony, looking down at the training field below.
He had finished his drills in the early morning and was watching over the training after breakfast.
This village, Watford, was very close to the castle. A military town where most of the soldiers resided.
He had left the castle three days before along with General Gavin. He had been put into serious training routines along with the troops.
General Gavin was pleased with his presence and participation, unlike Prince Ivor, who was going to get an earful for skipping this training.
He had been advised to always keep in touch with his sword and to keep his body healthy and strong. Ryan had a one-hour lecture about what to eat and what not to eat.
It felt like he was a ten-year-ol
