[Eyvind Redbeard]

The red haired man laughed some when he heard Kella's confusion of desires. First she didn't want special attention, then she wanted, then she was asking him to imagine her as a Katta. The Sword Daekin could be funny when she wanted and even when she didn't want.

"It make a whole lot of sense but don't place the horse in front of the cart. I didn't ask you hand in marriage, did I?"

He said in a joking voice.

"In the training I will treat like I treat all my men. In a special way. Not being gentler and letting you win easily, I will make you sweat for the victory and I promise you will sleep like a rock this Darkening. Then we can discuss a massage, heh, but you must defeat me first. With a sword."

He silenced himself as he realized what Kella had said. Memories turned into images as he remembered the Darkening of the ambush in Old Prime. He had been rude to her and she had been severely injured by a crossbow bolt. Back then he thought it had been the best thing to do, he had saved them from being tortured and killed by the revolting mob. He had also followed Aslan's Tenets, Stand by your Banner and Horn's Last Call, he knew he had procceded well.

"I am sorry for that day, Kella...but it was the right thing to do."

He said in a whisper, his eyes looking down and a sad expression in his face. This vision lasted for a fraction of second as he straightened his back and continue.

"Follow me to the training field."

He then passed her and walked downstairs, over the wall, opened the door and kept walking downstairs until he reached another door that lead to the courtyard of the Fortress. There were some men already training in there and the Daekin shouted.

"Senior Legionnaire Rabalyn!"

A bulky and black short haired man with his torso bare and shinying in sweat approached.

"Yes, Sir?"

"I would like to have some training weapons for me and Sword Daekin Kella Greeran. Would you mind calling for some servants and having a training circle ready?"

"Certainly, Sir."

And the man walked away. A few minutes later four servants carrying a variety of training weapons and protective equipment showed up. They placed the weapons on the ground and approached the two Officers to dress them in padded armor. Eyvind then grabbed a training longsword and entered the fighting circle.

"Are you ready?"