„A Samoyed? Did you say a Samoyed warrior???“ Eadgils irritation was obviously…

„Yes, Xaya“ The answer of the young amazon was short and clear.

„Why?“, he asked while looking over the meeting place „Does it means, that there is no Sarmatians warrior, who is good enough for you?“

The amazon answered in with clear voice: „Xaya, that is not the point. He ist he right man. That’s all. Do I have your permission?“

„Amazon! By your birthright, you are free to decide your private path – You are just bound to me as a warrior. So, I count it as a honour, that you asked me for permission. There is nothing to disagree by me. I know, that you did your choice wisely. This Samayeds aren’t bad guys. You know, that won’t see your husband such often – the things that we have to do aren’t finished yet. So, go and keep on training with the other warriors – I will arrange anything else with Dreadeye. Send me a horseman – there is a meesage to deliver. I wish you all the best…“

„Thank you, Xaya – Your agreement was important to me“ The amazon turned around and headed to the training grounds.

Minutes later, the messenger arrived: „Xaya – What is the message?“