“Your stance is wrong.” Madoc chastises and hastily strikes the blade out of your grip with his own. He’s talking about your clumsy posture. Madoc was tasked by King Eldred to mentor his youngest daughter in the art of sword fighting every evening, no matter your state of being.

He was only teaching you for the sole cognition that it was his duty to Elfhame. At first, anyway. Now his feelings toward you have shifted. Madoc doesn’t care if you’re only in conscience his student, he doesn’t mind the lingering sentiment for you in his heart, you’ll be his creature either way.