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I shit you not, it hit my foot right when no one was looking, but Queen Tiadoa was looking, and she was looking right at me.” Deklian raised his brows, “So, what’d’ya got to say about that, Donalsius?” “Bullshit is what he’s got to say, but he won’t because we’re helping him!” Freytian snapped. “Oh, fuck off Freytian, you virgin sack of-” “Hey,” I cleared my throat, “what sector am I?” “What’s that?” Deklian asked, “What sector are you? Mate, have you even eaten in the last two days?” “Don’t you have your camp map?” Freytian eyed me. “What?” “Good Mother.” Deklian shook his head, reaching into his satchel. “Wait.” Freytian held up his hand, “What unit are you from?” “Seventh division, fifth amateur regiment, third company, first platoon.” Freytian narrowed his eyes at me. “I’ve got a friend in Seven-Five-Three. That’s one of Feractian’s old companies.” “That’s right,” Deklian eased his hand away from the satchel, “Ryana’s in that troop. Third platoon isn’t it?” His hand hovered over his pummel, “What were you doing in the bushes, Donalsius?” “Spying for the Dark Queen.” I said simply. I reached into Deklian’s satchel, and rummaged through it until I found a rolled-up parchment tucked away in one of the pockets. The frozen high-elf stared at me from unseeing eyes, his expression fixed into one of suspicion. Freytian was looking over his shoulder, apparently ready to call to his captain. The army marched around the three of us, Shordian’s well-trained troops not stopping even for their bannerman. “Ah, I see.” I muttered, looking over the map. The Highland army was essentially a mobile city that established itself every night when it made camp. Though the reshuffled regiments would become an amorphous flow of men while on the move, teen they were strictly sorted when the marching ceased. The camp was set up the same every night, each unit denoted a sector, each sector established by which units were adjacent to it. It made it so that the camp was the same regardless Rough Sex of terrain or position, which made communication and defense incredibly efficient. It also meant that the high command and general’s quarters were placed in the exact same spot every night. “Thank you, Corporal Deklian for your service to Alkandra.” I said, tucking the parchment away, “You may have just singlehandedly turned the tide of this war.” I hit them with an amnesia spell, then dropped the paralysis incantation. As their eyes refocused, I gave them a smart salute and strolled away. LEVERIA When Elena walked into the room, it went silent. She paused at the threshold, staring out at the rows of nobles, the garish colors of courtly clothing like a flowerbed of insidious orchids. I had finished my budget meetings with the City Council and they had given me almost everything I had requested. 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