"Damn right you are," Ghia growled, unwilling to let him off so easily. How she hated weak men! "What the feck did you think Anala would say, could she see you now?" She waited for an answer, but none came. Aro stared at her miserably. "That's what I thought." She sighed, a gusty exhalation that expelled the rest of her anger. She waved her hand and rose to go. "Get showered and dressed -- we need to leave for Harbourtown by dawn."
Aro protested with questions she hadn't the energy to answer. Jules leapt to her assistance, giving her the healer's signal Go on, I've got this. She smiled at him gratefully and left Aro's fetid room to stand in the fresher, if colder, hallway air.
Yarrow
Life had grown worse, if possible, since leave had ended. What with the wretched weather and the lack of
