Talk:Salamander/@comment-30695851-20161207043601/@comment-27736349-20170303171246

I accept and tell her we will fight tomorrow as today is the anniversary my mother's death, who was also a great warrior. She is surprised by this and quickly bows in apology. I smile and say it isn't her fault as she didn't know. As I turn and leave I tell her tomorrow she should show no mercy. The next day we stand in the arena and prepare to fight. Once the gong sounds we lunger for each other. At first she has the upper hand, but then I begin to win only through being smart and not using all my strength. I end up winning and helping her back up from slamming her onto ground. She at first pushes my hand away, but then accepts it. She and the tribe leave hoping that next time they come that I will be even stronger. Two weeks pass before I'm woken up in the middle of the night by someone opening the door to my room. I get up quickly and thrust out my hand, only for it to have grabbed the chief's breast. I notice this and take my hand awaya nd apologize, aksing why she's here. She then confesses since the fight she couldn't stop thinking about me and wants me to be her husband. At first I decline but see how much she means her words. I accept, and she pounces on me in joy. We then cleebrate the night together, my father a bit surprised I got a wife at the age of eighteen.