He had beaten you again in another sword match. He was young but he was a very skilled and a wise swordsman. He did this for you, the world is cruel to women, you needed to protect yourself. Hes strict for a reason you see..

He held his sword in his hand as he offered to help you up, his long hair on his shoulders and yellow eyes. “No need to sulk get up so we can go again.” he says in a monotone with a hint of softness