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[b]“Times of peace call for tournament circuits,”[/b] Serenity said. [b]“I doubt you’ll get any individuals much more skilled than the Flower of the North showing up, but it’s more real than sparring is.”[/b]

If only because there was greater incentive to win rather than to learn. Everything changed once there was something on the line, whether it be the brilliance of the spotlight, the wealth that accompanied a high placing, or the favor of a handsome lady or lord.

[b]“And yes, that answers plenty, Sir Renar.”[/b] She smiled towards Elias. [b]“Just keep up at it, Elias. A merchant’s daughter is liable to meet plenty more people than a squire does. I don’t doubt she’s got a fair share of admirers, if she could catch the attention of a noble such as yourself.”[/b]