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Chapter 40 - Chapter 40 Harvested from the Chaos

Faye's POV

The storm had passed, leaving behind air so thick and heavy it felt like breathing through wet cloth. Inside the command tent, dampness clung to everything—the canvas walls, the wooden table, even my skin beneath the dark cloak I wore to stay hidden.

Hardy occupied the head of the scarred table, fresh bandages wrapped around his torso despite the fact that I had completely healed his wounds hours ago in the carriage. Not a single mark should have remained on his body. Yet here he sat, letting Allen bind him with clean white cloth in full view of his officers.

I couldn't decide if this was tactical deception, personal habit, or something else entirely. The question burned in my throat, but I kept silent. Too much blood had been spilled today. Too many questions already demanded answers.

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