Page 106 of The War is Coming

“I’m okay, thank you, Tudor,” Blake replied.

Jason was stood with Ares’ arms wrapped around him. Both Ash and Nick were holding their mates’ hands.

“I’m good, thanks, Tudor. I found it therapeutic,” Nick said.

Ash shook his head at his brother, then looked back at Tudor. “I’m okay as well. I’m glad I was able to help with his punishment.”

“Me too,” Jason added.

Tudor nodded. “So I was thinking how about tomorrow morning for the sword fighting challenge that should take our minds off today I spoke to General Gasgoyne earlier he has three guards he can choose to represent the gargoyles.”

“Tomorrow will be perfect. Set the time for ten thirty, as we have no idea how long this will take,” Blake replied.

“We can go and see him now,” Alex said.

“We’ll leave that with you two. Dinner will be in an hour.”

“Okay. Come on, sweetheart,” he said, taking Tudor’s hand and walking away.

Alex and Tudor bumped into Maletayah on their way to the gargoyle barracks.

“Maletayah,” Alex called, seeing him.

The angel turned and smiled at him. “Ally Bally.”

“Really?” Alex asked, trying to frown at him, while pulling him into a hug.

Maletayah laughed and pulled away. He turned to look at Tudor. “Hi, Tudor.”

“Hello,” Tudor said, pulling him into a hug.

Maletayah was surprised but happily returned it.

Tudor pulled back. “We’re on our way to see General Gasgoyne about the sword fight match Blake wants to hold it at half ten tomorrow morning if that works for you the General has several soldiers who can demonstrate their skills.”

Alex touched Tudor's back. “Breathe, sweetheart.”

“That will work. I’ll come with you to see the General. We’ll probably need a large space because of all the spectators.”

“You could be right,” Alex said, as they started walking again. “Sweetheart, Maletayah taught Bay and me how to fight.”

Tudor laughed. “Sergeant Byron is teaching me but I’m not very good thankfully I can’t seriously hurt anyone with the practice sword.”

“If you want extra help, sire, I can help,” the angel offered.

Tudor smiled at him. “Thank you for the offer I might take you up on that as I need all the help I can get as King of the Gargoyles I should be good with a sword or better than I am now anyway and call me Tudor.”

Alex gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

“It takes time to master anything. You’ll get there, Tudor. I’ve been learning for thousands of years, and sometimes even I still learn new things.”

Tudor looked at him in surprise. “Thousands of years just wow,” he said simply.

By this time, they had reached the gargoyles' dormitory. A couple of guards were just walking towards it. They stopped and saluted him.

“Thank you but you don’t need to salute me do you know where General Gasgoyne is?”

“He’s in the dining hall. We’re just on our way there. Would you like to join us for dinner?” the guard asked.