We left through the northern gate at the last of the daylight and hit the eastern road as full dark fell, and I rode with the letter folded inside my jacket and the specific focused silence of someone who has decided to stop thinking about the risk and start thinking about the destination.Safiya rode point with two of her soldiers she had selected by name from the garrison without explanation. Louis rode at my right shoulder in the position he had taken every time we moved through uncertain terrain, which I had stopped noticing consciously and started noticing only in moments like this when it was very dark and the road was unfamiliar and the fact of his presence at my right was so reliable it had become architectural.Lady Amara rode behind us with the third soldier and the small document case she had insisted on bringing, which contained the decoded correspondence and the Meridian archive letter and the copies she had made that morning of every relevant document because Lady Amara'
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