"So you like fighting with the sword?"And you came out here to do that with out my permission!"
Let's see how good you are then,"Nahor said as he signalled one of the servants to bring him a sword.
Neya wasn't prepared for this.She knew she was training with Sami so that she she could improve on her skills.
She was shocked to hear Nahor say that they were going to go against each other.
She prepared herself.She had been practicing since she was a teenager.
But she remembered her complete failure just some moments then.
She knew she was not the perfect match against Nahor but she had to try.
"I amm ready,"she boldly said.
Nahor looked at her and smiled.
Then he came straight at her.Neya ably dodged his attack just by her luck.
Then she quickly tried to attack him but it was effortless.
Nahor easily defended himself and pushed her down and threw the sword right out of her delicate hands.
Neya was so embarrassed.This was the second time she had lost. She looked like a complete fool then. Every effort was useless. It was like she was just a little puppet in Nahor's eyes. She had lost once more. She was defeated. Oh how she felt completely embarrassed. She only wanted to hide herself. She said that she was good at sword fighting but compared to the people she had just practiced with it seemed like she did not even know the first thing about sword fighting. She wanted to show that she at least knew how to do something by herself but right now she could not. Never ever compare herself to Sami and Nahor. Maybe if she practised everyday she would get better. But that would never happen. She was sure of that. Nahor would not allow her since she did not ask for his permission in the first place. That was the last time she was doing her favorite thing.
Wait, she noticed something about Nahor.
Then she remembered.