CHAPTER 58

Elide wasn’t even on the battlements, and she
already wished to never endure another war
again.
The soldiers who were hauled in, their
injuries ... She didn’t know how the healers
were so calm. How Yrene Westfall worked so
steadily while a man was screaming,
screaming, screaming as his internal organs
poked through the gash in his belly.
The keep shook every now and then, and
Elide hated herself for being glad she didn’t
know what it meant. Even as it ate away at her
not knowing how her companions fared. If the