A martial duel at dawn was not exactly how many families spent their mornings, but Cecilia was somewhat grateful to have something to distract herself from; it helped her take her mind off how she slept in Desmond's arms, something that embarrassed her to death.
Sasha actually managed to tear herself away from the alchemy notes she had been reading lately, so it could see that she really wanted to see the duel, or she just wanted to see Desmond. Claire and Revna weren't a mystery; they watched the spectacle with wide-eyed admiration.
Remaining oblivious to everything that was going on around him, Desmond focused on Fei Long. Trying not to be distracted by how much his friend had changed and matured in the past five years. Desmond lowered his center of gravity and spread his hands into a stance more suitable for quick exchanges.
