Chapter 153

“The moment you stepped forward and began your cut, I saw every intention behind it. Then I answered with the stroke that would counter yours. Had those been true blades, you would already lie in two pieces. But such a thing depends heavily upon observation, the reading of signs, and long experience in battle. Misjudge, and it is your own head that falls. Judge rightly, and your opponent’s head rolls instead. That is what I wish to teach you—the intent of the sword. Learn to see through, to pierce the veil; learn also to feint, to deceive, to conceal. Do not merely practise fixed forms that never change.”

Domeric smiled at Arya, who was still rubbing her small head. “Do you wish to try again?”

“Of course, Lord Domeric! I will not yield so easily.”