Title: Practice
Author: kbk
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, I make no money from this.
Notes: I like swords...

Will practices his sword fighting every evening. And every other day Elizabeth dons a pair of breeches and joins him. He runs her through her paces until her arm aches, slashing and thrusting and over and under, and then they spar. He doesn't always win. And then she watches as he shows off all his tricks, sword never faltering but flying high and flashing in the lingering sunlight.

Those are the nights he takes her to bed, joyously, with the song of the blade still in their ears and the sweat on his skin like the salt of the sea.