had awakened in my office I sat up from mmy chair yawned then stood to get me some black wine from the kitchen out side my door was a package with a note on it that read" In commemoration of your birth, I give you a cloak, made from byssus. Dyed scarlet in honor of your caste.This is no ceremonial cloak, not at all. I wove it as a wool. Given the salient fact Warriors are always on duty, even in their sleep, this is an exceptionally sturdy fabric, the very best anywhere.
As sturdy and strong as you.
Meant to be worn. For the rest of your days.
I pray the Priest Kings those days will blend seamlessly into seasons of years. I pray the Priest Kings Gor will never be deprived of you and men like you who hold as true to the codes of Warriors by your living as well as by your example.
As an elder member of the caste of Warriors, you fulfill your codes of Warrior in countless ways.
You teach those men who wish training; not only how to engage in combat and spars but by taking the time to tirelessly teach and write about the codes governing behavior of Warriors, the " how to" receipes of different styles of combat, the definitions of weapons and their uses in various situations. You teach up and coming free women, as well as those who have been around a while, evasion until they are rock solid in that skill. You teach them combat well enough they can defend themselves against any assault by any one, by means any where at any time.
Thank you for all that you do.
I am,
Lady Mañón. Of Cos. Of course."
I smiled as I had read this her words honored me I opened the package and took out the new scarlett cloak it was very nice I tried it on it fit me perfect I smiled again and made my way to the kitchen and poured black wine sipped it then went out to the garden and sat on a bench and closed my eyes to remember days gone by that she spoke of I smiled inwardly I have saved the note on the inside pocket .
