Dragoncrest Cliffs the flame will protect

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Heda’s command is simple. Show me. It does not come as a surprise to Eske that Thuringwethil wishes to see what she can do. If she can perform the main duty of Cheka: protect Heda at all and every cost. It will be her job. That is what it means to be Cheka — to risk her life for her Heda, to be her bodyguard. She takes a long moment to study her Commander knowing that her mother, Gyda, would have done it in a heartbeat: give her life for Heda’s. She suspects that her father, Gavriel, would have too. Eske gives a deep nod: a non-verbal communication that she will spar with the Commander. She remembers what Heda once told her as she thinks of how much more experience Thuringwethil has than her: she does not consider that she will lose. Anticipating losing means you are already dead (or so this is what Eske took the words to mean).

There is something that is both intimidating and thrilling about sparring with her Commander, a bizarre combination to be sure and one that she is not sure which has the upper hand: the excitement or the intimidation. But it is just a friendly spar. It is not life or death. She sizes Heda up for a quick moment before she moves, making as if she is going to attack on Thuringwethil’s right before she feign’s left quick aiming for her Commander’s shoulder with her teeth bared intending to land her hit there.

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