Veda wiped the sweat from her brow, her hands meeting her knees as she bent over. Today she was training without @frederick, much to her dismay. Though they were a paired unit, there was still things she had to do without him. Like witchcraft. And how to wield it at a distance while Fred… he did the most up close combat to protect her. But that also meant she had to be able to protect him too.

Her dark, thick hair was braided back into two braids, though stubborn strands escaped the entirety of it now. What she hadn’t been expecting was a visit, though it wasn’t unwelcome. A small chuff of laughter left her as she straightened, her hands falling to her full hips as she looked to Dez. “Yeah, that’s why I train.” She quipped, though she followed her cousins gaze. “And you are here simply to pay me a visit? Or scope out potential meat to sink your teeth into?” She said the last part a bit more quiet as she approached. No need for the dogs around them to hear that and come sniffing. The ones that did usually were not what a Chaudhari was looking for anyway.

Dez was definitely textbook Chaudhari, and Veda loved it. Loved to see the confidence in her walk and it definitely turned a few eyes towards them. They were not a woman to grovel or shrink or make themselves seem less than for their male counterparts. “Well,” her hands gestured to their surroundings. “I’ve been here. Sweating. Missing desperately the bath oils of home.”

She stares down a man who gravitated closer than she’d like. “And surely you didn’t come all the way down from the estate just to come to the military wing.” A long ride. “Here for business as well?”

Rosewater bath. Veda closed her eyes and took a deep breath as if she could smell it now… but was only met with the earthy, sweaty scent of the military wing. “Goddess, I hope that’s soon… perhaps I should tell Fred we should take a longer break this go around. I still need to secure my place here in town.” One she had begged and pleaded with the Chaudhari’s head women with for far too long. Though they finally agreed. With the understanding that Veda would be taking charge of any business dealings needed in the town when they couldn’t make it down conveniently themselves.

“Ah, so what a better way then to come see where the brutes and witches are,” she teased. Then turned to stand at her side, the two of them looking so very apart while sharing similar features that were signature to the Chaudhari family. Dezi dressed as a proper lady, beautiful gowns and her hair neat and in place. Smelling like that bath oil that Veda had just been imagining. And then beside her? The warrior that the women could be. Leather clad and sporting weapons. Though both women were a weapon.

“I’d suggest,” she reached and positioned her cousin to face a particular ring. “Starting there. The men of noble blood,” a few were training together. Their moves more like a dance than brutal swing. Clearly showing years of having a tutor instead of learning here within the mandated training.

The mention of the hunt for a space had her huff. “It’s just now finally getting underway after the approval. The place I had scoped out was taken. So it now has to start all over. And I was told any furnishings within it would be coming from my own pocket.” She almost scoffed. As if they’d notice if she took some of her share of the family money…

But the mention of Fred had her glance at Dezi from the corner of her eyes. “Why?” Did Dezi have her eyes on him? It’d make sense… Fred came from a very prominent family. He was a gentleman, and overall he would probably do well as a Chaudhari woman’s husband. He was handsome. “Do you like him? I can put in a word.” Always the wingwoman for her partner.

“Oh it’s the usual,” she said, looking at the men not too far away. “Well off families, but the usual mentality. So you’d have to do… some convincing. Which shouldn’t be too hard for you.” She grinned.

Personal touch… yes it was something she’d be able to and have to do. “My concern is finding a new bed.” She mentioned, as that was something she didn’t have to do on her own often… or really ever. She had been given her bed at home, and it worked. “And perhaps a bed frame.” Though she knew a woodworker just on the outskirts…

Veda wasn’t sure why she was so unsure of why Dezi asked after Fred. But she felt a bit of shame rush through her, if he could be a good match for a Chaudhari, who was she to stand in their way? “He would be a good match.” She said it softly, pondering for a moment before she shook herself mentally. “But he’s a Delaney… and I highly doubt anyone would approve of him dropping his family name for ours.” Fred Chaudhari…

So instead, she turned her attention to the group of men. “You’ve always been better at that than me. I’m too… readable. “ she said with a light huff.