Chapter Twenty-Six — After
✦ Eve's POV ✦ He took me to the command room. Not the ward — I thought about that afterward, the deliberateness of that choice. The ward would have meant other people, Theron and the junior healers and the ambient noise of a space that was mine professionally but not privately. The command room was different. The command room was where we worked together, where the maps lived, where the lamp on his desk made its steady gold light in the evenings. He sat me down in the chair by the window. He went to the small cabinet in the corner that I had never paid much attention to and came back with a cloth and a basin of water that he set on the table beside me. I looked at it. "I told you there's no blood. I didn't touch them." "I know," he said. He crouched down in front of me so we were at
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