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There was no honor in hiding behind the bushes to watch the large female warrior do her morning routines with her sword, but Jaime needed every bit of knowledge of her fighting rhythms and techniques he could get in order to be able to beat her as soon as possible - and he needed to beat her, her words on this matter having been unmistakably clear in her narrations of the past, and seeing the determination in her eyes, admiring the elegant strength her muscular body was moving with, watching her sweat trickle down her forehead, her neck, her collar, further down to… until he felt his trousers tighten in the most uncomfortable of all places… just reminded him of the overall urgency of the matter.