Relina smiled a bit, glad that her mother was now distracted. "I was, you were a good warrior, though I'm sure father would like to get you in the ring with him again." She said, her eyes on him slightly. She pulled her hood back over her head, her eyes on him slightly. "Well, follow me then, warrior." She said with a small laugh. She moved easily, gracefully as she moved through the crowd. She walked towards the sparring fields, watching the younger men fighting, her father overseeing the training, his keen, sharp eyes watching carefully. Though his gaze seemed to soften as he looked towards his daughter, waving her over.