“Of course. You’re the Empress’s special brats,” Jun drawled. “Reinforcements. What a joke.” He shot a last disdainful look at Altan and stalked off. He pretended not to see Rin. “So that’s been the last week,” Qara said with a sigh. “I thought you said everything was fine,” Altan said. “I exaggerated.” Ramsa peered up at his commander. “Hi, Trengsin,” he said cheerfully. “Glad you’re back.” Altan pressed his hands against his face and then tilted his head up, inhaling deeply.
