"Hah!"
"Ha!"
Clear shouts like a nightingale's song rang out from the palace within Red Fort's Inner Castle. Princess Kunlaya was training in Battle Aura martial arts.
Already eleven years old, Princess Kunlaya wore a short tunic and earnestly swung a finely forged steel longsword. Guided by the movements, she carefully opened up her meridians.
Her little face was flushed red.
Sweat soaked her forehead and completely drenched her short tunic.
"Kunlaya, take a rest." Seeing this, Princess Anxia's heart ached, and she hurriedly urged Princess Kunlaya to rest.
Though Princess Kunlaya was tired, she shook her head firmly. "No, Mother. I want to keep training!"
"Today is a day of great joy. Your Brother Russell successfully advanced to become a Wyvern Knight. Later, write him a letter... Forget it, he'll surely be granted the title of Grand Duchy Nobleman. When the time comes, invite him home for a meal."
Princess Anxia urged her again, "Kunlaya, rest for a while."
"No, Mother." Princess Kunlaya continued shaking her head.
"You silly girl, why are you so stubborn? What's wrong with resting for one day? What if you exhaust yourself?"
"Mother, you had people inquire about Brother Russell, didn't you? Don't you know that when Brother Russell was young, he trained bitterly every day without ever stopping? It was precisely that persistence that let him successfully ride a dragon today!"
After saying that,
Princess Kunlaya completed a Battle Aura martial arts move and spoke during the brief pause, "I want to train hard too, so that one day I can earn His Highness Shadowflame's recognition."
For some reason, those words struck a nerve with Princess Anxia. Her smile vanished, and her face suddenly turned cold as she rebuked her, "Why are you just like your dead brother, setting your sights too high!"