Redsand Canyon silva

"well fought, princeps," germanicus too offered as he approached the pair.

makono was bleeding. he gave her an impassive look but he did wonder how it felt to have her flesh cut.

but he did not move to coddle her. "your third spar will be rounds, divine one. another day. for now, seek the matrona and have yourself treated. scutarius, with me."

a second new experience for the royal child perhaps: a dismissal as if she were no higher than an auxillary.