“What’s your name?” Livia asked. Part of her was panicked, another part filled with dread. All of it was mixed together to form a feeling of unpleasant excitement.

“I told you. Hanai.”

Livia wasn’t the only one feeling the familiarity. Now that things were beginning to calm and Hanai could study her opponent closer, there was definitely something in the shape of the Roman’s face that looked familiar, but what was it?

“I’ve told you my name. What’s yours?”

Livia’s eyes slowly trailed down Hanai’s sword arm. With each inch of skin she examined she prayed she wouldn’t find what her heart knew would be there. Sure enough, in the crook of Hanai’s right arm was a small horseshoe shaped mark. It had distorted a little over the years as her skin had stretched, but it was exactly as Livia remembered it.

When Livia spoke her voice was barely above a trembling whisper, but it was the best she could manage. And the recognition in the Amazon warrior’s eyes was all Livia needed to know that the impossible had indeed happened.

“Brigid?”

“Livia.”

The two who had known and loved each other’s as sisters in their childhood, now stood in the center of a battle in the Amazon forests as women, and as enemies.

 

The End Of Chapter Four.