Chapter 6 · free to read
They left the fortress at moonset, taking nothing that could not ride. Behind them, Beihan waited for an army it would give up without them.
She rode close enough to watch his face rather than the trail ahead of it.
One horse and snow going sideways, and no more room in the weather for anybody's rank.
Wrapped against him for warmth, the prince learned a second truth: the general's cold was not only a curse. It was a slow starving of the heart.
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