“What goes here!? Why is the fire so stoked that I can smell the smoke across the river? Are you mad?! Your orders were to stay hidden. We will be found out...”
From his air of authority I deduced this must be Corrin. As his eyes fell on my lax form on the bed, I sensed his rebuke transform into surprise. He banged the door shut and demanded, “Explain. Why is a strange woman in our safe house?
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