[ She follows him, but a step behind, one last glance past herself to the guards who are resuming their post without their entertainment of a pair of fools playing like children in the snow. Granted, maybe it would humanise them to not be under proverbial lock and key.
When would someone be sent to ask them questions, she wondered? They were clearly not in a position to ask for themselves. ]
Mercenaries? [ A hum, if only she had those still.
No that wasn't fair, the men and women she had recruited in England were good fighters. They just weren't military. ]
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When would someone be sent to ask them questions, she wondered? They were clearly not in a position to ask for themselves. ]
Mercenaries? [ A hum, if only she had those still.
No that wasn't fair, the men and women she had recruited in England were good fighters. They just weren't military. ]
That must keep you busy.