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Danton woke suddenly. His heart leapt in fear at the sound of heavily shod feet and raised voices just outside their tent. But as a soldier thrust his head through the doorway and bellowed at them, Danton breathed a sigh of relief. It was only a military patrol moving methodically through the encampment, making sure that everyone was up betimes, in preparation for the royal brothers’ arrival. Tarkyn’s little band of agents was no more their focus than anyone else.
“b****y soldiers! So officious,” grumbled String. “It will take us all of ten minutes to pack up, and the king isn’t due here for another four hours.”
Nevertheless, he and Bean did not delay in tying their belongings into neat bedrolls and stowing them in their backpacks beside the others’ in the corner of the tent. The fiv
