EIGHTEEN War-2
It was almost morning by the time she, eventually, retreated to her personal chamber. The cycle had been eventful and long. The events surrounding Kirika and Darlia’s fledgling insurrection, Lileah’s renewed invasion, and the ugly business with Hanarah, had each consumed a piece of her soul. She felt mentally drained and physically exhausted, wanting nothing more than to collapse onto her bed, and to forget about the troubles that haunted her. Regrettably, such simple pleasure eluded her grasp. The yoke of leadership refused to relent in its torture, following her all the way to the door of her chamber. ‘My queen, we have received a report from the front line.’ reported an aide, who had deliberately ambushed her outside of her chamber. ‘What news did the Sky-Skitter bring?’ ‘The message
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