It was almost an hour before Roman came for me, and by then I'd worn a path in my own nerves pacing the small space of the healer's wing, Ivy watching me with the particular patience of someone who'd clearly done this before, waited out someone else's fear in a locked room while a fight happened just out of sight.When the door finally opened, Roman looked tired in a way I hadn't seen from him before, dirt on his knees, a fresh scrape along one forearm he hadn't bothered to clean yet."It's over," he said, before I could ask. "Nobody breached the grounds. Nobody engaged.""Then what was it."He hesitated, which told me more than anything he could have said next."A single scout," he said finally. "Not attacking. Watching. My people caught his scent near the training field, close enough that he'd have seen everything, the exercises, you, all of it, before he ran."My stomach turned over. "Did you catch him.""No." His jaw tightened, just slightly. "He was fast, and he knew the terrain
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