Cordell

We'd been traveling for a few days now and Will had procured horses, I think he stole them but he wouldn't say. Anyways, he left his armor on the back of the third horse we had and we traveled at anytime, day or night, that we felt like. He didn't seem afraid of anyone or anything, but he did have a religious side I hadn't foreseen. Every night before he went to sleep he knelt down and prayed, I assume he was praying I had yet to ask ask him.

Right now we were just leaving the woods into the plains that made its way to the mountain pass that led to Westport. He pulled up and stopped at the edge of the woods.

"We stop here," Will said as he dismounted.

"But it's not even close to dark," I wondered. "Why stop now?"

"I would still like some cover for tonight besides," He smirked. "I just resolved to train you. You can't be a true guardian unless you can protect the key."

"I have you," She smiled softly. "Why do I need to fight?"

Will tossed me the short sword and the dagger, both still sheathed. The great sword was also resting on the third horse, while the longsword rested on his hip. He prepared camp for the night, taking off the saddles and tying the horses up.

Will ignored my question, "Besides We have been followed, I think." He looked uncertain. "It doesn't matter. The only person who could have followed us, so far, is a friend."

"But Will," I insisted. "Why do I need to learn to fight?"

He took my hands, "Because I might not always be around you. I might have to do things without you and then you would need to know to fight."

I sighed, "Alright I will learn."

We spent the next several hours learning before we stopped. Will had that same look on his face he sometimes got and he had been refusing to talk to me about it.

"Will," I sheathed the weapons and walked closer. "Talk to me."

(Don't post yet.)