Both young women where tended to quickly in separate rooms in the Lord's castle. Cindy's caretaker asked her "why are you both willing to fight and die for this?" Cindy looked at her caretaker and said "you are a servant, but I was raised a slave, captured in war as a spoil of war. I could never even dream of freedom, but only of where I was to be a slave. In the Masters castle or in the fields. Now I have a chance to be more then this. I call this a fight for freedom. The lord had been standing outside the door when this conversation was over heard and as he entered she tried to rise from bed to bow to her master. He begged her to stay and expressed his great respect for them both. He said "you have both shown promise of being more women then girl." He asked if she was willing to continue and she said "I will do anything for you milord. The kindness you have shown us, even as lowly slaves has convinced me that as a concubine I would be honored to bear the next generation of Lord for this land." He left and talked with Jennifer and received similar feelings from her. It was arranged that in 3 days they would meet again.
The three days past and they again met in the tent with dirt on the floor. Both looking less girlish and more like women to him. A new hardness had developed as they had days to heal and plan there next battle. He asked and both agreed that they wished to continue there war for his favor. Jennifer stated "milord, we have met once yearly to fight for you for years now. At first we thought just for your pleasure, but now I realize that you where testing us to see when we would be ready to take on this honor you have given to the winner of the fight and I look forward to the final fight this day." He asked and they both agreered that the winners only responsibility would be to bear him a son and help in his raising of it, but that they would never be royalty." They understood, bowed and undressed again. More scars where present then he had noticed from before and he stood next to each as they disrobed for him. They each stood next to him and locked eyes on each other. Jennifer asked her master if she could make a request and he agreed. She said "may we use weapons like she did on me?" He stated that all was fair in this fight. They asked if they could get a weapon. They where brought in an assortment and they both chose staffs. There were also clubs, knifes, chains and swords. Neither had experience with weapons or formal training. They took there staffs, bowed to there lord and began to fight again. Swinging at each other with all there might the first few attacks missed then Jennifer made contact with Cindy's side and caused her to squeal as a hug welt appeared. A few more swings and Cindy managed a side swing that hit Jennifer's right arm. She dropped her staff and Cindy went to swing again. Jennifer grabbed the staff and they stood pushing it back and forth. Jennifer began pushing her back and Cindy tripped falling to the floor. Jennifer ran to the table as Cindy jumped back to her feet and she grabbed a dagger. She turned around just in time to find the business end of Cindy's wild swing glance off her right shoulder. Jennifer screamed in pain as her knife fell out of her hand. As Cindy drew back to strike again Jennifer retreated to the other side of the table. She grabbed another dagger in her left hand and rushed around to the other side. They squared off and as Cindy raised her staff to strike over head again Jennifer ran forward and stabbed at Cindy. She moved just quick enough to receive only a glancing slash to her right side. She screamed and brought her staff down straight on Jennifer's head cracking her staff and dropping Jennifer like a stone. Cindy ran to the table and grabbed another knife. Just in time Jennifer rolled over to stop Cindy's downward stab with the knife in her hand. They rolled around more furious then ever. Screaming and shrieking as they entwined naked sweaty and now bloody bodies. Slashes appearing on Jennifer's cheek, left breast and a pretty deep wound in her side and right thigh. Cindy with a good sized gash to her right nipple and stomach. They rolled over on each other for minutes. Half trying to block each others knifes and then attack with there one. One knife went flying and they where left with one knife in both there hands. Each fighting for control over it leaving hellish gashes on each others wrists, hands and forearms. It came to pass that Jennifer and Cindy ended up side by side with the struggle for the knife at stomach level. Jennifer had gained control of it and Cindy was struggling to keep it from coming any closer to her bare stomach flesh. As there sweaty and dirty bodies struggled in mortal combat he watched as the final bit of strength waned from Cindy's hands and he watched as the knife sliced through her flat, sweaty flesh. She moaned rolled over, doubled up and he noticed the hilt was exposed. Jennifer rolled on her back and almost passed out as well. Cindy became very still her breathing became shallow. Jennifer staged to her knees and began to crawl towards Cindy. Cindy half opened her eyes and for the first time cried "I yield." Jennifer stopped in her tracks looked at her master and said "it is done." He called for his guards to get medical help for his concubine and her vanquished enemy.
