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56-Afterparty Blues

Michaels Pov

“Clear the grounds! I want all the bodies of the fallen soldiers in one heap and the dead bastards in another! On your feet people! Move! Move! Move!” I roared at the guards as they cleaned up the battle scene, their metal armor squeaking from the effort.

I could still feel pain stinging my back and sides as I leaned heavily against the tree, jumping straight when a woman’s calm voice came from behind me.

“What's this gloominess son? You won, didn't you? So why are you unhappy?” Nancy whispered, her cobalt blue eyes shining with a knowledge that I really didn't like.

“Who says I'm not happy?” I snapped back, turning away with irritation to snatch up my sword and wipe the blood from my mouth.

Nasty stuff. Fitz tasted like shit, although that was hardly a surprise. Anthony should have fucking warned me.

“I saw you back there you know? Even after the twat hugged you and your brother, and they left, you had that sad look in your eye, the same darkness in staring into right no
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