Kevin wouldn’t leave until he was certain that Tristan was ready. What that meant was a mystery to Tristan though and he was becoming anxious to leave on his adventure. The plan was for he and his brother to make their way to Kenting, where Kevin was Duke and defender of Vallius’ western border with Terum. The morning after he had eavesdropped on his family’s conversation he was quietly woken up by Carl and offered a glass of cold milk and a bowl of porridge. Shortly afterwards Kevin came to see if he was ready to begin his boot camp. Tristan rolled his eyes as he handed the bowl and emptied glass back to Carl, thanking him, and followed his brother through their father’s castle. For the next few days his brother drilled him in swordplay, riding, strategy and tactics. He noted more than once that Tristan seemed to have become a quicker study since his attack. After twirling to the left inside his brothers extended parry Tristan slapped his brother on the backside with his wooden practice sword after only a few days of sword training.
