Academy days?

[A quizzical look. Mordred batted off the hands of the scientists who were urging her to continue undressing, unwilling to accept them rushing her through this. Mordred draped her leather jacket over a nearby chair while she shook her head at the question.]

There wasn't an academy for me. I studied how the knights behaved and trained by body and my sword hard before I was recommended into the King's order. He was a perfect King... and I couldn't be any less as his Knight.