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Operation Trojan Horse Part 6
The two men advanced and retreated in synchrony almost like a dance. Their fluid footwork accompanied by skilful thrusts, parries and ripostes, neither one able to gain the upper hand. The blades moved like flashes of lightning in an angry, stormy sky.
“Time out!”
The men relaxed and took off their helmets. They handed their weapons to the attendant and shook hands before walking off. The life of royalty and nobility consisted of very little other than eating drinking and leisure. Fencing being one of their favourite pastimes.
Unknown to them, they had an audience. The young girl watched in awe. She sat quietly at her vantage point. She knew better than to make her presence known. Last time she was discovered, she was caned and returned to her room, crying. She had no interest in ballet and dancing and dresses and other such things that young ladies were required to learn. Her young mind had been captured and held fast by those flashing blades.
When the bout ended, she waited quietly for the attendant to leave, then tiptoed back to her room. Earlier in the week, she had found a particularly straight branch that had fallen from a tree in the estate. She had taken it to her room and used it as a makeshift substitute for a foil when she was sure she would not be discovered. Twice that week, she had waited till everyone was asleep then practiced with her improvised weapon at the dead of night.
Her heart was still beating fast from the spectacle she had seen. Her hands tingled with excitement as she picked up the branch. She began to slash and thrust with it, attempting to imitate what she had just seen.
“Grace!!!!”
“I’m coming mother.”
She quickly hid the stick under her bed and began to wipe the sweat from her forehead. It would be most unladylike to be seen in that state. She looked in the mirror and tidied her hair. Leaving any evidence of her transgression would result in serious punishment. When she was satisfied everything was in order, she made her way out of the room and downstairs.
