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She crossed her arms. “If you don’t want
me sitting in on your war councils, then say
so.”
He took in her face, her stiff posture.
Exhaustion lay heavy on her, her golden skin
pale and eyes haunted. He didn’t know where
she was staying in this camp. If she even had a
tent.
Guilt gnawed on him for a heartbeat.
“When, exactly, will our queen make her
grand return?”
Her mouth tightened. “Tonight, if you
think it wise.”
“To miss the battle and only appear to bask
in the glory of victory? I doubt the troops
would find that heartening.”
“Then tell me where, and when, and I’ll do
it.”
“Just as you blindly obeyed our queen,
you’ll now obey me?”