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With Bethany settled in at the hospitalis for a much-needed rest and some minor stitching, Agate walked briskly to meet Damien.
It figures. We finally get back on track and then we get pitched into war. Every fecking time. She allowed herself a small sigh before pushing away her feelings of frustration. Duty called. Getting angry would do no one any good.
Damien stood outside the Queen's Study, hands clasped behind his back. He said nothing as she approached; merely raised his eyebrows. His face, relaxed from sleep, grew tight as she caught him up.
"Damn. How did Bethany escape?"
"Shelley. Got Beth out with the speed and battle-sense of a bellica. Last Beth saw of her -- of any of the women -- was bound and gagged, being led to caravans just outside Southland." Her jaw clenched. Thi
