She had been on guard duty that night, and although she was never allowed to join the other women in taking the male prisoners, she had drunk the brew. Eventually she fell asleep with the others.

Unforgivable! The intruder had come right into their camp, stolen the prisoner and taken the dark little herb-witch too, while she slept. He could have killed them all, the Queen said, and of all the many beatings she had received in her miserable life, that one was the worst. Fifteen days had passed since then, and the bruises were just now beginning to fade.

So now, she cursed her stupidity, and followed the stranger and his group. It had taken her long to track them, until...

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