Bab 467: I'm not giving an inch, I'm staring down the barrel

It was a strange sort of emotion - as she leaned her head on her husband's shoulder and allowed his fingers to delicately stroke through her hair.

She couldn't quite describe what she felt.

Relief? Tiredness?

The content had given way to something much harder to describe.

They had...

Talked about her plans - what little she had herself. Her hopes. Her fears.

She had opened up to all four of the members of her harem, about the things she'd discovered, and the chilling truths it had revealed about this nation of Ceiori. How different it was from Nevremia.

Her lips had remained shut, however, about the name of the mystery man of these tunnels.

She hadn't named him.

It wasn't like she didn't trust them.

After all, she did tell them about his past, about how he responded to Caoimhe, about his goodbye in the tunnel.

She just...