Chapter 40

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Ronan sat on the edge of the narrow cot, his fingers absently tracing the frayed edge of the coarse wool blanket, its rough texture grounding him against the chaos swirling in his mind. The silence of the small room was a rare reprieve from the clamor of the war ...

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