Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. When I was younger, I was very sick with a deadly flu.
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