Prepare Yourself

In the end Los gave in. Nova gave the children her full time travellers support and the villagers had come to adore them. The agreement came to be that I would at least teach them some of Los's tribes traditions in fighting.

"They'll be in the lowest form," Clo told me, "It would be good for them to have some basic survival skills."

I nodded and already could see that Selen and Clay were fake sword fighting with sticks. As soon as they found out that they got to do defence lessons it was all they wanted to talk about.

"How do you let your daughters go fight every day and not wither with worry," I asked.

Clo put her hands on my shoulders, "Of course I worry... But then I remember I've done all that I can to make sure they are ready."

I nodded slowly, "When did they start their training."

Clo smiled gently, "I think they fought in their egg if I'm being honest..."

I laughed a short strangled sound.