This story is part of a longer fic that I’m working on. It started out as a idea for a short scene and then that scene changed and evolved and now I’m in the last stages of working on the story. But I though I would at least share this scene.
Chieftess Naketa” Will said causing Naketa to jump slightly from where she was focused on her work at the small table that sat off to one side of her large European style tent. Naketa turned around with a confused look on her face. That had sounded like Will’s voice but he never called her Chieftess when they were alone. And his voice had sounded so dominate, like she was one of his soldiers to boss around. Will had never spoken to her in that tone though now a part of her was wishing he had.