"Lecia pays her respects to Your Highness."
Although Lecia was already in her forties and her body was severely deformed, she was full of vitality. She was clearly a trained fighter, and powerful fluctuations of magical energy radiated from her.
It seemed the Water Dance was more than just swordsmanship. It appeared to have a strong connection to magical energy as well. No wonder the Faceless Men all had to learn it.
"Hello, Lecia. I imagine Larel has already told you about the Sanctuary of the Blessed."
Danyla was naturally quite pleased with Lecia. Although the Scythian female soldiers were not celebrated throughout the world like Queen Nymeria of the Rhoynar, their experiences were equally worthy of respect.
"I can provide these children with shelter and food, and hire scholars to teach them knowledge and skills to earn a living. But if these girls want to avoid being bullied once they leave, learning to defend themselves will offer them greater protection."
"I also want to train more girls with outstanding fighting skills to serve by my side, so I'm sorry for the trouble I'll be putting you through."
"It is my honor, Your Highness."
"But please forgive me for being so direct. Larel said you could grant us Scythians a territory. May I know where it is?"
Danyla actually appreciated Lecia's candor.
"No, no, no! I very much appreciate your honesty."
"I have three places for you to choose from."
"The first is Skane Island, beside Skaggs Island. However, its inhabitants were all slaughtered or eaten by raiders from Skagos long ago."
"Although it is remote, I have ways to grow high-yield crops and excellent pasture grass there. And with me here, the people of Skagos won't trouble you."
"Skane Island? I've heard of it. It's just an obscure, remote