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CHAPTER SIXTY NINE: Captured

Author: Elle writes
last update publish date: 2026-06-10 16:55:20

A rogue was captured during patrol.

Lois had led the patrol himself, a small team of five warriors who had tracked a lone figure through the northern pass. The rogue had fought hard, but he was outnumbered and underfed. By the time they dragged him through the gates, he was bleeding from a gash on his temple and cursing in a language no one recognized.

Rowan conducted the interrogation himself, in a cell beneath the east wing.

The rogue was gaunt and wild eyed, his clothes little more t
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