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Chapter 10

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Briony's POV

I found Kieran in the war room going over patrol maps with two of his trackers, and I didn't wait for an invitation to interrupt.

"Petra passed a note to a man at the border market. He didn't smell like Ashvale. Didn't smell like anybody I've smelled before, actually."

The trackers went still. Kieran's head came up slowly.

"Describe him."

"Tall. Dark coat, no colors on him. Kept his face turned away from the crowd most of the time." I crossed my arms. "He took the note and disappea
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