There was a little incredulity betrayed through Gallus' face. If he remembered correctly, Lorag was from the Imperial Legion. If Do'rhajul was a Legion commander, then his reputation would be more than founded.

As Meesei had asked for questions that didn't pertain to Lorag and Do'rhajul, Gallus continued reading and tried to think of other details he wanted to know.

The first to ask a question was one of the few that had seemed to recover from Lorag's possible familiarity with the enemy commander. It was one of Ri'vashi's lieutenants. "How long is the march to the stronghold expected to take?"

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"You're so single minded, Peiter," Sabine said between breaths and her own laughter. She wouldn't admit straight away that she had quite enjoyed herself as well.

Once she began catch her breath, Sabine held herself close to Peiter and laid her head against his chest. She took in a deep breath through her nose and took in as much of his scent as she could. "I do not want to go anywhere right now," Sabine mumbled happily, "Here is perfect."

While it felt good to cuddle for a while, the rest of the world came back in slow waves. In particular was the itchy discomfort of sweat from the recent activity. "Mm," Sabine began abruptly, "A bath or a swim would be refreshing, though."