"Good morning, Percival. I need your help training these two little ones," said the queen.
Percival raised his head and looked at Prince Arthur. He smiled when he noticed the sword hanging from the boy's waist and stood up.
"So, you want to train, huh? Then you've got the right person for the job!" the young knight shouted, raising his fist with a huge excited grin. "Hippogriff, the swords!"
The beast flying above them was a Hippogriff, named exactly that by Percival. The winged creature, half eagle and half horse, dropped two strange objects from the sky, which the young knight caught with agility and elegance.
They were wooden swords.
"If you're going to train, you'll need these. They're made from wood blessed by our star sorceress, so they shouldn't break, though you already knew that, right?"
Cinder nodded, but Arthur didn't understand the last part. The confusion was obvious on his face.
