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Zrakovi slammed his hand down on the table. “I won’t have my judgment questioned by a slip of a girl barely past her majority.” “Then how about a Pathfinder with fifteen years’ experience who told you that heading to the Lowlands at this time without proper preparation and without a guide was too dangerous.”
As she turned to go, he said, “I’ll be sending a missive requesting a new pathfinder be assigned to replace you in Birdon Leaf.” “If that’s what you feel is best.” Shea inclined her head and strode away without a backward glance.
“Not all of our women or men are warriors. There are many roles in our society. We would be starving if there were no cooks. We would lose every battle if there was no one to make our weapons. We leave it up to the individual to decide which of their skills they feel would provide the greatest benefit to their clan.”
You ask why you. How could it be any but you?”
Shea sighed. Of course he’d need to be fed too. Didn’t anybody feed themselves?
“Since this is a new position with new duties, I have tried to be lenient. That may have been a mistake,” he began. Shea barely managed to conceal her flinch at the ice in his voice. “For future reference, my personal guards do not ask to be dismissed. They leave when I tell them to. They also do not accost my guests in my own chambers. If this happens again, I will have you stripped to your skin, tied to a post and whipped bloody. You are not my Tolroi. You chose to throw that offer back in my face. You’ve chosen to be a guard, and you will act with all the décor of one. If you fail, you
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“Because you have already made your choice whether you’re willing to admit it or not. Because when you were gone I knew fear such as I have not known since I was a boy watching my father die, and my mother take her own life rather than face dishonor, not because I thought you had run to my enemies but because you were out there somewhere on your own, perhaps hurt or scared or in pain, and I wasn’t there to help you. But mostly, because you are mine, and I crave the same commitment from you.”
“No,” she said. Steeling herself against the disappointment in his eyes, she continued, “I will never understand bloodshed of this scale. I abhor it with every fiber of my being.” He started to turn from her, and she grabbed the front of his shirt. “No, I don’t understand, but I don’t have to. I will not agree with it; I can’t. It goes against the very bedrock of my being, but I will trust you. And I will not judge you. Though, I had questions she could have answered.”
“Shea, I have already told you that you are my Tolroi. That is something I have never offered to any other. I’ve never even considered it. I would not choose another over you.”

