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were trained to use the sword, women were simply told how to die on one,” I said, glancing down at my hands. The snowstorm continued to rage around us, providing the only sound in the silence.
Rigby broke the silence after a few moments. “Although I hate the sense of fear I feel seeing you fight, I prefer it to you not knowing how. I know you can kill with the same ruthless nature as I.”
I turned, watching Rigby carefully. “Ruthless nature? Is that said with liking or disgust?”
He sighed, slipping closer to me. He stretched out his arm, and slid it behind my shoulders. Leaning sideways, I rested against his shoulder. A strange feeling of protection and comfort stole over me.
“It is said as fact. I have no disgust towards you,” he whispered. “Quite the opposite.”
“You are different than the men I have known,” I said, glancing at his face, profiled sharply against the black tent. “They treat me as less than the dirty snow on the bottom of their boots, yet it seems you see me as more.”
He nodded. “I do. I see you as a fellow fighter. I want you in battle right beside me.” He moved in ever so slightly, so I could feel his breath against my lips. “I also see a woman I would very much like to be inside of. I see a woman I would like to be with in all ways.”
“I would like that too,” I admitted. My heart soared unexpectedly at the prospect of fighting alongside this man whom I now respected. But my body throbbed with need at his proposal of intimacy. “It would be my pleasure to fight at your side until death parts us,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned in completely and kissed me softly. This was not a kiss of force, or aggression, or even sexual need. This kiss was gentler than a light, chilled breeze—but had the power of a whiteout storm.
My breath caught and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back with complete freedom. I felt safe with Rigby; protected, but at the same time valued for the powerful woman I was.
He broke the kiss, but only pulled away mere inches from my face. “And what about my other desires?”
I knew he wanted more. In truth, I too wanted more.
I blushed. “I don’t have an answer for that… yet.” I gave the answer I felt I should give, even though my rebel soul wanted to be taken by his need.
Rigby leaned forward, brushing his lips gently along my hairline. “Then we had better part ways tonight, since I don’t trust my wants and desires. We have a long journey back to my home village tomorrow. Dablin Becker, the Cyan general, is meeting us there with more reinforcements. Our army is beaten down and we need to rest and rebuild.” Rising softly, he went to the door of the tent. “Sleep well, my dark feather.” He exited without another word, the only sounds being the swirling snow and biting wind.
Chapter Six
We had finally reached and settled in to the village of Danis. Our travels were on hold until reinforcements arrived and the injured could heal. Camp was set up for the soldiers for housing so we could also continue to train. But for the time being, we were all taking this time to lick our wounds while Rigby met with General Dablin Becker to decide what the Cyans’ next move would be. We were at a standstill, and rather than the break and rest giving me comfort, as I’m sure it did for many, I felt a constant sense of unease and anxiety.
I stretched out on my mattress and pulled my arms behind my head, taking in the thick, clean smell of freshly fallen snow. I closed my eyes and stared up at the plain ceiling of my new living quarters. When I tried to turn onto my side, I winced. I still suffered slightly from the wound I had taken to the leg, but it was quickly healing, and I expected to be fully recovered in a few days.
I took in another breath and glanced out the small window of my hut, staring at the night sky. At this location in the icy land, the stars were clearly visible at night, and this
Rigby broke the silence after a few moments. “Although I hate the sense of fear I feel seeing you fight, I prefer it to you not knowing how. I know you can kill with the same ruthless nature as I.”
I turned, watching Rigby carefully. “Ruthless nature? Is that said with liking or disgust?”
He sighed, slipping closer to me. He stretched out his arm, and slid it behind my shoulders. Leaning sideways, I rested against his shoulder. A strange feeling of protection and comfort stole over me.
“It is said as fact. I have no disgust towards you,” he whispered. “Quite the opposite.”
“You are different than the men I have known,” I said, glancing at his face, profiled sharply against the black tent. “They treat me as less than the dirty snow on the bottom of their boots, yet it seems you see me as more.”
He nodded. “I do. I see you as a fellow fighter. I want you in battle right beside me.” He moved in ever so slightly, so I could feel his breath against my lips. “I also see a woman I would very much like to be inside of. I see a woman I would like to be with in all ways.”
“I would like that too,” I admitted. My heart soared unexpectedly at the prospect of fighting alongside this man whom I now respected. But my body throbbed with need at his proposal of intimacy. “It would be my pleasure to fight at your side until death parts us,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned in completely and kissed me softly. This was not a kiss of force, or aggression, or even sexual need. This kiss was gentler than a light, chilled breeze—but had the power of a whiteout storm.
My breath caught and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back with complete freedom. I felt safe with Rigby; protected, but at the same time valued for the powerful woman I was.
He broke the kiss, but only pulled away mere inches from my face. “And what about my other desires?”
I knew he wanted more. In truth, I too wanted more.
I blushed. “I don’t have an answer for that… yet.” I gave the answer I felt I should give, even though my rebel soul wanted to be taken by his need.
Rigby leaned forward, brushing his lips gently along my hairline. “Then we had better part ways tonight, since I don’t trust my wants and desires. We have a long journey back to my home village tomorrow. Dablin Becker, the Cyan general, is meeting us there with more reinforcements. Our army is beaten down and we need to rest and rebuild.” Rising softly, he went to the door of the tent. “Sleep well, my dark feather.” He exited without another word, the only sounds being the swirling snow and biting wind.
Chapter Six
We had finally reached and settled in to the village of Danis. Our travels were on hold until reinforcements arrived and the injured could heal. Camp was set up for the soldiers for housing so we could also continue to train. But for the time being, we were all taking this time to lick our wounds while Rigby met with General Dablin Becker to decide what the Cyans’ next move would be. We were at a standstill, and rather than the break and rest giving me comfort, as I’m sure it did for many, I felt a constant sense of unease and anxiety.
I stretched out on my mattress and pulled my arms behind my head, taking in the thick, clean smell of freshly fallen snow. I closed my eyes and stared up at the plain ceiling of my new living quarters. When I tried to turn onto my side, I winced. I still suffered slightly from the wound I had taken to the leg, but it was quickly healing, and I expected to be fully recovered in a few days.
I took in another breath and glanced out the small window of my hut, staring at the night sky. At this location in the icy land, the stars were clearly visible at night, and this
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