Beneath the Armor

Gideon POV

“Looking for what?”

Commander Varek stood in the doorway, still wearing the dark leather armor and cloak she used during training. A strand of hair had escaped from her braid and rested against her cheek, and there was a faint streak of dust across her jaw.

She looked like she had come straight from the training grounds, which meant she had probably spent another morning shouting at sol