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"The art of the sword, you say. I have heard in the mountains of archery. I don't see a problem with your study of the sword. In fact, I think we should teach women that. William, what's the name of your tutor?" Lord Hulme replied before turning to his son sharply. "Geoffrey?" William replied, smirking at Lord Samson's annoyance. "I would like to learn the sword also," Lady Fitzrik said. The woman was one of the most powerful in the country. She literally had tea with the Queen. "Can I not protect you enough?" Lord Fitzrik asked. "Yes, but did you not say that the best thing in the military is knowledge?" The court clapped, and then dinner came out. "Steak, Maris Piper potatoes, carrots and Lord Samson's personal favourite, Brussels sprouts," Lord Hulme said as he stood up and did a toast to the food.