Kaelith’s POVWeyrick shoved me back into the room without a word. The door closed, and just like that, I was alone, except I wasn’t.There was someone on the other cot. A girl.She was lying on her side, back to me, long dark braid snaking down the blanket. Her breathing was too even to be sleeping, though.I hovered awkwardly, not sure if I should say anything. I was too busy worrying about what my fate would be now when the girl rolled over, and our eyes met in the dim lamplight. “You’re new,” she said softly. “Apparently,” I muttered, tugging the stupid fabric tighter around me.Her lips curved, showcasing a dimple. “Don’t look so spooked. If you’re in here, it means you lasted your first hour.”“Lasted?” She must be joking, right?She sat up, swinging her legs off the bed. “Most girls don’t. Some cry so loud they get dragged out before nightfall. Some mouth off to the wrong soldier. You’d be surprised how fast a mistake can get you killed here.”Something about the bluntness st
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