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Diff the Dragon – Part Forty

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Diff the Dragon by Angela Lott, illustrations by Richard Bartrop. An Okal Rel Universe Legacy Novella featuring the young Alivda

Angela Lott is the middle child of Lynda’s three daughters. She did two years of Business schooling at the College of New Caledonia and is now working as a receptionist at her local FYiDoctors. In her spare time she enjoys writing, video blogging, reading and watching very nerdy TV shows.

Part 40

“Sword dancing is about balance,” Amel told his pupil. “Balance, beauty and control.

They were back on Barmi. Alivda was having her first dance lesson even if she chose to interpret it as a fencing lesson.

“Now watch this.” Amel did a rather beautiful and yet simple pirouette with his sword.

“Oh, pretty!” Alivda said, while she thought about how many other swords she could stop with that move.

“Your turn.”

And Alivda tried it. She fell over.

“You need to keep your elbows in,” Amel said and helped her adjust her body.

She tried again. And did it.

“You’re a natural,” Amel exclaimed.

By the end of that day’s lesson, Alivda was already a novice. Amel was proud to think that she would have been accepted into any Courtesan den on Gelion.

What am I teaching her! he thought immediately after.

“That was fun!” Alivda said, as she walked Amel to his ship. “You need to come back soon, so we can do more dancing.” She smiled.

“I will,” Amel said.

Within the next year Amel would say Alivda mastered the basics of Sword Dancing. Of course, with her attention span, she then decided she had had enough of it and wanted to go back to fencing.

“Oh please, please, please!” Alivda was saying to Amel.

“No.”

“Pretty, pretty please!”

“No.”

“You are so mean!” the now six-year-old Alivda said to her favourite person in the universe.

“I am not,” Amel said. “But there is no way I am letting you duel Horth.”

“Not duel,” Alivda said. “Just spar. I need practice.”

“How about Tatt?”

“You said we couldn’t go back.”

“Yeah, well, at this point I don’t really mind making Di Mon mad at me if it means you don’t face Horth.”

Alivda was not impressed with this, but she had an idea.

“Okay, Tatt,” she said.

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