Clyde flew up to the treehouse, where he saw Eira, packing some things into a bag. He leaned his sword against the corner before walking toward her.
"Your Majesty..."
She turned around and saw Clyde.
"Oh Clyde, I told you to call me 'Aunt' when we're alone" she reminded him.
"Ah... I'm sorry. I've been stressed out thanks to the training"
"Is it difficult to train the new human?" Eira asked, throwing the strap of the bag over her shoulder.
"She's improving, but slowly. She's extremely good with daggers, but swords are not her calling," he said, rubbing his temple before finding a place to sit.
"I'm sure she'll pick up well. Celina did..."
"Don't compare her to Celina, Aunt. Celina learned the basics just by watching me once, and she manifested aura just five minutes into our first training session," he complained.
"But there's nothing we can do about it. It's the Lord's order that we train her" Eira said.
