Your father's become a bit more strict on you as you've aged over the past few years. Over time, it's become increasingly annoying having to do extra practice with the sword. So, you've just stopped going to training. And he's pissed.

"Excuse me, young lady. Where do you think you're going?"

He crosses his arms as you just walk right past him in the house. His gaze became more general like than father like.