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Chapter 7: The Letter

"Wilbur wake up, it's time for your lesson" Wilbur heard his father say

Wilbur looked up at his father his eyes full of sleep

"We have to get started" Philza said looking at his sleepy son

Wilbur pulled the covers off of himself and sat on the edge of his bed looking at his father who was standing in front of him "ok ok let me get dressed" he yawned

"I'll be waiting in the training pavilion" Philza said leaving the room

Wilbur put his slacks on and his brown jacket, and his crown he walked out of his room, down the hall and out into the courtyard where the training pavilion was

"There you are" Philza said with his arms crossed his foot tapping against the ground "a king must always be on time" Philza scolded

"A king? I'm not a king" Wilbur said confused

"Yes, but you'll be one, one day so you'll have to learn how to act like one" Philza said boldly

"What do you mean I'll be one, one day Techno will be king" Wilbur said confused

"Yeah well you should at least be prepared" Philza said unsheathing his sword

"Ok?" Wilbur said still very confused as he walked towards the chest where his sword was

Then he heard his father come towards him swinging his sword at Wilburs head before Wilbur could even grab his sword

Wilbur fell to the ground in order to miss his fathers swing, his crown fell of his head and clattered on the cobblestones

"What was that for?" Wilbur said looking angrily at his father

"Like I said 'you always have to be prepared'" Phil replied standing over his son with the point of his sword to his sons chest "and just like that you are dead"

Phil sheathed his sword and reached out his hand towards his son, Wilbur took it and his father pulled him up, Wilbur bent down and grabbed his crown and put it on a nearby bench

"Grab your sword" Phil said turning his head towards the chest that contained plenty of weapons

Wilbur grabbed his sword and got into position, his father just stood there patiently waiting for his son

This time Wilbur charged first swinging low instead of high, he went for his feet Philza was surprised but didn't show it he jumped over his sons blade, landed and spun his leg around and hit the back of his sons knee and caused him to fall

Wilbur grunted he landed on his back and dropped his sword

"You alright?" Phil asked his son

"Yes yes I'm fine" he said coughing from the impact

"Well then let's try that again, every move you make you have to anticipate how your opponent will counter it" Philza said giving his son another hand up of the cobblestone ground Wilbur took his hand again he grabbed his sword off the ground and took his position again

Philza charged first this time and swung at his sons head barely missing, Wilbur spun around and ended up behind his father, but his father turned and saw his son who swung at his blade Wilbur hit harder than Phil expected, but it didn't matter Philza always knew how to win a fight, he shoved his sons sword back, causing Wilbur to stumble, but he caught himself this time

He looked at his father who was stone faced not letting any emotion past, he ran at his father bringing his sword down hard, Philza didn't even flinch this time instead of shoving his sons sword backward, without thinking he kicked his stomach which caused Wilbur to drop his sword and fall to his knees and clutch his stomach