“A man who meant to lead this army to its death would not have come here to apologize to me. A man like that would not have cared.” I go still. He scoops the rest of the dice into his palm. “You have been running drills with Jake,” he says, and he’s right. I’ve tried running drills with the soldiers, but ever since I ran Solt into the ground, they are reluctant to fully engage. I can never tell if it’s because they don’t like me or if it’s because they don’t care, but either way, it’s never been effective. Until tonight, I didn’t realize why. “Tomorrow,” says Solt, “you should run them with
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this fills my heart up
