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The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.
Woman when it came to matters of combat. They would huff and bluster on about how a woman knows nothing of swordsmanship or combat. Until they saw her fight. Her and Markus had started every week with a demonstration. They would fight each other and the students would watch and see what they could pick up. They did it as much for themselves as for the students, Jullianna had found pride in her skills and she like to teach others what she herself was passionate about. Even if it was only men that she was teaching. She didn''t come down to the yard as often any more ever since it had started to become evident she was carrying their first child. Markus had been so excited when she had revealed the news to him, he had lifted her a lot shouting thanks to the gods and quickly declared that a celebration was in order. It was only a few months away now till the child would arrive. As he stood in front of the formation he was as happy as any man ever was, He had a wife he loved, a child on the way and he taught others a skill he himself enjoyed.
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The next several weeks were a blur of activity for the young man. Every morning and evening he would be instructed on how to care for the child, and the house staff set up a place for the livestock to keep the supply of milk constant for his young daughter. He also made arrangements for the burial of his wife along side her father in her families burial plot. The school was temporally closed as Markus had decided to focus all of his efforts on his daughter. When she was a month old, as was traditional Markus took her to the temples and presented her before the priests and priestesses there for a blessing. As he stood before that gathering of them there.
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