Muddled

“This will be a good marriage?” I had to realize the question with his calm voice. He used my word for it. The last swallow of the drink was the smoothest, and I sighed after it while I nodded in agreement. I put the goblet down to rest my hand on his knee; it was the only other part of him I’ve touched other than his hands mostly. And neck. I also had touched his chest.

Alee, a true maiden warrior, was becoming a legend from being ahead of her time. Even on her home planet, with all its splendid technology is parlay to gender yet she grew up beside her father in Magtar’s army. Her father is Chef and without even asking her arranged a marriage to a leader of people that look just like her. She has a hard time adjusting to the backward views of women on her new husband’s planet called Lynnla. Alee first thinks her new village primal, but love blossoms and beautiful things come from her marriage.

“You can name these two boys.” He offered but I was really astounded by the honor.

The Melvese of Lymoth is still a warrior, even after children.

I moved my hands on the floor of the small hitch to ready my bow without looking away from him.

“Hug your horses’ necks.” I ordered my sons over the galloping noise. The ride was wobbly and on my knees I strained my one eye wider, narrowing down to the target. My first shot was true but the...

Alee and her husband Doun make Lymoth prosperous and maintain peace over many decades. This glimpse into this strong warrior’s journey leads to her own fears of putting down her sword, but becoming a beloved  leader, wife and mother is another kind of exciting life. Read some precious moons of Alee with her growing noble family.