[The last time he held a sword was when he was a young teenager, still running away from his lessons to go feed his birds and read his books in the safety of the gardens, where he could pretend that there wasn't a war going on. His uncle Hakutoku and his cousins Hakuyuu and Hakuren would take care of everything, and Kouen wouldn't need to tear his heart up over seeing them fight for too much longer...
And, after the three of them passed, there had been no more time for training. Koumei fell into his roll of tactician almost seamlessly, and had accepted the burden thrust upon him without question. But a tactician's place wasn't on the front lines, but in assessing maps and planning strategies.
Did he even know how to hold a blade properly anymore?]
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[The last time he held a sword was when he was a young teenager, still running away from his lessons to go feed his birds and read his books in the safety of the gardens, where he could pretend that there wasn't a war going on. His uncle Hakutoku and his cousins Hakuyuu and Hakuren would take care of everything, and Kouen wouldn't need to tear his heart up over seeing them fight for too much longer...
And, after the three of them passed, there had been no more time for training. Koumei fell into his roll of tactician almost seamlessly, and had accepted the burden thrust upon him without question. But a tactician's place wasn't on the front lines, but in assessing maps and planning strategies.
Did he even know how to hold a blade properly anymore?]