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2020-10-25 00:45:00I walked into Gwenn room to see her pouring her annoyance on her possessions by throwing them around. “What is going on here?” I asked her.
Gwenn twirled in surprise but when she saw that it was me, a frown was on her face. “None of your business.”
I took a deep breathe to calm myself because I wanted to try and make peace with this woman even if it is just for Orel sake. “I might not be able to fight you again and win or to bet you into a pulp but I am the warlord wife and you are a warrior, I can order to have you beaten for disrespect, please lets respect our boundaries.”
Gwenn froze at my words before she calmed down. “What I do to my possessions is none of your business.”
“True, it isn’t. What is my business is you being remorseful for goading me with your words.” I said.
“Are you remorseful for goading me with your words?” Gwenn asked in return as my hands clenched
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OREL POVThemis never left my side, all through my healing process she has been always near me, and whenever I was awake she always sang to me. I never had any doubt that she loves but if I did, they have been put to rest. I have been hearing tidbits about what went on during my captivity but nobody will tell me anything even when I threatened to have them whipped, Dyane’s answer to that particular threat of mine was to laugh and say that Themis will do something worse if she did tell me, according to what has been going on, Themis refused to tell me the state of the camp or things that happened in my absence because she wanted me to be well rested before I learnt of anything that happened. She told me this five days after I have arrived at the camp and for the next two weeks after, it was what was repeated to me by the maids who helped Dyane with healing, those that brought food even my commanders repeated the same thing to me when I asked them, it feels
