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Unfortunately for Ain he's not immune to it either
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The ambush had been a disaster. Even though most of the Orinovan soldiers had clearly been sent to kill Fennrin and Ainreth, thirty soldier had died, so far their worst casualties after a single battle. They had managed to fall back and regroup, kill the Orinovan soldiers, but it was too late. And since the incident, he and Ain had not spoken, aside from a few curt orders Fennrin had received from Ainreth as a general, not as his lover. So to say that Fennrin was tense would be an unde
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And so it shall, for better or for worse
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I think Petre would become a supervillain in that scenario
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They were fighting again for what felt like the tenth time that week. It made Fennrin incredibly miserable, but he couldn't just back down and let Ainreth have his way because he couldn't agree with what Ain was saying. Especially right now because the subject was Fennrin's powers. He couldn't believe the one person who supported him using them was now having doubts. "All I'm saying is you're tearing people in two, and it's frightening, okay?" Fennrin scowled harder, throwing his arms
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Something something war never changes
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I don't think even he knows how far Daryan can go
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They crushed the other town even more quickly than the first, despite the locals attempting to use guerilla warfare against them. One soldier had nearly gotten stabbing through with a sword, but her armor protected her enough that she was only injured by the sword sliding along her breastplate and stabbing her shoulder. And Ainreth still didn't like this. The first town had only been defending itself, and this one had attacked them first likely only because the people had thought they'd hav
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Daryan sure doesn't like them together
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It seemed that Orinovo itself had realized what they were planning because so far, there hadn't been that much opposition stopping their march on the capital, likely meaning that the queen was calling her soldiers there to protect her instead. Ainreth couldn't say he was surprised by this given that Neven had run off, which meant that he'd definitely told her everything, and also due to the queen generally not being above letting her subjects deal with the Lys-Akkarian army on its own when it me
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Not a good situation on any level
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Fennrin frowned down at the large map covering most of the table in one of the larger rooms the fort had to offer. After losing their captive, they had decided to stay for the moment, waiting for the Bulwark herself to arrive. And now that she had, there was planning to be done. Fennrin felt very useless here among all these experienced commanders and warriors, at least thirty of them packed inside the room, but Ainreth had brought him with him despite not even being a proper soldier, so th
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Nev will need a soul shaking experience to realize the truth
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Yarima hated every second of this. Talking to her mother was bad enough, but she was also being forced to witness her chew out Oretski. It would have been funny, except after Denir had come to her nearly in tears, begging her to rescue him, she'd figured out that it wasn't just some soldier her brother was dating—it was the zatrecny kapetan. So seeing the queen yell at him was a little uncomfortable, given that Denir was sitting right next to her, his expression so miserable that it seemed
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Exactly,she's way too much for them
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I wonder which of the two is more likely
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"I can't believe Neven is dating the prince of Orinovo," said Ainreth for what must have been at least the tenth time, but Fennrin couldn't blame him. He was still surprised at that revelation, too. Though it seemed to be less important to him than it was to Ain, which made sense. He barely knew Oretski, while Ain had been fighting him for a decade. "I can't believe we have to march on Diramisk," Fennrin said, sighing, cuddling closer to Ainreth where they were laying on their bedrolls side
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The poor man is very torn at most times
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His sister is very supportive provided Nev gets over his brainwashing
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Ain stared down Neven where he was standing in the middle of the small cell, his arms chained up to the ceiling. While Ain was smirking, the Orinovan glared silently. Ainreth could almost feel the way he was simmering—it was great. They had taken up residence in an old fort near the border, just to be safe with their captive. Ain would have loved to go back to Kyr-Toryl immediately, put Neven in a nice, proper prison, but time was of the essence. Once they got answers, Neven was going to be
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Ainreth wanted to tear his hair out. He couldn't believe he'd let sundering Orinovo take his Fenn away from him. Attacking their camp at night was one thing, but kidnapping Fenn? And they'd set part of the tents on fire too to distract them too much to notice which way they'd escaped. They were now tracking where they must have gone, the kidnappers apparently leaving footprints, which seemed a little odd to Ainreth. If he went kidnapping people, he'd bring his horse. But he did his best not
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He's more of a sword guy
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I agree, I'll give him one for the sequel series
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A cloak!
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Ain will find him or die trying
