Scimitars and Scars

Gavião walked up behind Callas, scribbling away in her journal. He touched her on the shoulder, and she looked up. "Oh, hello. What's up?"

Gavião said, "I just wanted to let you know that Jainus is here, and I'm going to go meet with her for a few hours. We've brought Matthew over from Madrid, so he'll be standing guard for you."

She smiled. "Oh, good. I like Matthew. He's such a nice boy." She looked at Gavião, putting the end of her quill pen in her mouth absently, tilting her head as if that would give her a better view of him. "Jainus, eh? Well, tell her hello for me, and I'll probably see her at dinner." Her eyes flicked over his face, watching his reaction.

Gavião nodded. "I'll do that. Goodnight, Callas." He turned and walked towards the door.

Callas called, "Wait, Gavião." She raised her hands to the back of her neck, loosing the necklace she was wearing. She pooled the pendant and chain in her hand as he turned, looking back at her, eyebrow raised. She said, "Catch!" and tossed it at him.

He did, snatching the necklace out of the air. He asked, "So why are you giving me Freya's Necklace? Tired of it already?"

"You'll be starting drills with the white dragons today. You'll need the protection from the cold." Her smile was full of secrets. "Put it on. I'll see you in the morning, Gavião. And..." She paused, giving him an impish grin. "Good luck."

He chuckled a little, shook his head, and left.

Callas returned to her journal.

Jainus arrived just now, and Gavião's gone to meet with her. I think he likes her as more than just his second. I'm glad. He's had far too little of a personal life since he got assigned to me, and I feel a little bit guilty over that. Being saddled with me isn't a lot of fun much of the time...

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