Short and unedited.

You woke up to a small shake. "Ugh! Go away!" You say, exhausted from just waking up.

"It me Mordred, wake up." You heard.

You opened your eyes to see Mordred staring at you. He was fully dressed and look as though he was ready to go.

"Give me 5 minutes. Then I'll be ready." You tell him. He nods and walks away. You get up and put on a shirt and pants. Not typical style for the time, but you hated dresses! Also, Mordred would be teaching you sword skills.

"Ready yet?" You hear him yell from behind the door.

"Almost!" You yell back. You grab the sword Mordred gave you last week as a present. "I'm ready."

----

After a long walk to the woods, you and Mordred stopped. There was some armor and a few other weapons in a clearing.

"Grab a weapon and we'll start. Or you can use that sword I got you" Mordred said. You chose the sword and followed his next intructions. You balanced the word in you hand and swung. You were starting with trees. An easy target that didn't move. You were still having some troubles.

"Here, let me help." Mordred said. He grabbed the hilt of the sword over your hand. You had moved closer to him, so your head was on his chest. He helped you swing the sword to show you the proper way. You looked up at him and he looked down at you. You both kissed, dropped the sword and kissed. This went on for a few minutes before you stopped.

"Lets get back to practice," Mordred said reluctantly. "We'll resume this later."

"Agreed," you say and get back to practice. You couldn't wait for later.