I shouldn’t have made the request for Tullia’s return. It was so moronically out of character that it must have been what gave me away. And I shouldn’t have made it more obvious by giving our warriors orders to march. I should have dug up my fucking patience from beneath the mountains of fear and desperation and formed a better plan. I shouldn’t have made it known she was my wife—Hellebore’s queen. Not while he had her.
