They spent the next forty minutes training together, alternating between individual exercises and occasional exchanges whenever one of them noticed something worth correcting.
Neither suggested practicing their combined technique. They had plenty of opportunities for that at the academy, and for once, there was no particular reason to push themselves.
By the time they finished, the sun had risen properly above the estate walls, and the smell of breakfast was beginning to drift through the open windows.
Breakfast at the Cross estate was considerably more elaborate than what William had grown accustomed to at the academy.
His mother had always taken household arrangements seriously, and although she wasn't particularly fond of unnecessary extravagance, she made certain that her guests were properly accommodated.
