“Why do you teach us how to fight, but not Father?”
She glanced at Sindor.
“She is a Daughter of Rodaním,” Ürstus commented. He looked at Mother for affirmation. She nodded. “She is from the Yanweri Clan, and they are all fierce warriors—even Grandmother Kathryn. The Hamath Clan is agrarian. You know that Father comes from a family of ranchers.”
“Does that mean Father is weak?” Sindor asked.
Mother sighed, addressing us all in a calm voice. “I love your father deeply. He is good, and strong in the best of ways. But I will not rely on him for my protection. Each of us has a responsibility to take care of ourselves. Your father and I will do everything we can to protect you, but we cannot do all. Your protection begins with your minds, your attentiveness and choices. From there, it conti
