“You’re not going to fight - I won’t let you,” Ma said.
Da crossed the house, put a hand on her arm. “We’ll be fine. We have the high ground - they’re still down in the water. But they need all the men they can get.”
“Go, Da,” Dael said. “I’ll stay here with Ma. That way they won’t take me, and one of us can still tend the farm.” He glanced at Cerdic; he knew Cerdic wanted to join the fight. Dael was special, had his ‘blessing’. Though he never mocked his brother, Cedric wanted his chance to show his worth.
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