On My Lady's Honor (All For One, And One For All) - Plot & Excerpts
Lamotte put up his own sword, looking relieved at the cessation of hostilities. “Teaching you to fight, as I promised.” Teaching her to fight? Teaching her to dance was more like it! He was big enough to break her in two with his bare hands if he felt like it. Why then would he not fight with her? “Have I suddenly turned into fragile porcelain overnight and you’re scared that I will break if you touch me? Does becoming your wife somehow make me less of a soldier? You’re not even trying to batter through my defense.” He passed his hand over his eyes, his face suddenly weary. “You know that I cannot fight you.” What nonsense was he talking now? “How can I learn if you do not teach me?” He leaned on his sword. “I cannot fight a woman – especially not the woman to whom I have pledged my troth,” he said, soft and low that none could overhear him. “To fight my own wife? - it goes against everything that I have ever believed in.” She spat on the dust at her feet. “I suppose you think that women are soft creatures, to be cosseted away in silks and velvets in high towers far away from the world?” She kept her voice soft, but she knew he could not help but hear the exasperation that was plain in her tone. She wanted him to hear it. She wanted him to know how absurdly she thought he was acting.
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