man who appreciates the delicious taste of a fresh flatcake. My sweets use superior ingredients and—” The corporal growled and jerked her around. He propelled her, not toward a jail cell, but toward the gate. “How did you get in here? How many times have I told you people the fort is off limits to civilians? Sell your junk outside the walls if you must.” “Sir, I protest,” Amaranthe said, as the corporal manhandled her through the gate. The two soldiers avoided glares the corporal sent them, no doubt wondering how they had let her pass. “How is a good businesswoman—and a loyal citizen, I assure
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