1It was the usual soldiers' talk, and nothing Beka hadn't thought herself.
2It was not unusual for Beka to be called to Klia's tent.
3When he caught sight of them he clapped Beka on the shoulder.
4Others started to cheer, but Beka held up her hand for silence.
5Tonight, however, Beka had to ask the way to his tent.
6This was not the first time Beka had heard the sentiment.
7Rise, Commander Beka Cavish, and assume your place with your peers.
8She handed Beka a wax tablet with the key written down.
9Beka went down on one knee and pressed her fist to her chest.
10Beka moved away, then trailed them to see who they were.
11All but two were wearing the green-and-white tabards of Beka's regiment.
12Beka saluted Klia, pressing her fist to the front of her battle-stained tabard.
13This was greeted with a roar of acclaim, Klia and Beka with them.
14Beka ran her fingers through his long hair, chuckling at the tangles there.
15I have Captain Beka and her Urghazi on guard around your tent now.
16Unlike Beka and Gherin, both girls had taken after her, pretty and dark-haired.