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Laurent could see the tension in Damen’s shoulders as he dismounted; heard the roughness in Damen’s voice as he ordered for a party to pursue the riders. How his voice faltered as he said, “We stop here to bury the dead.”
And there would be plenty of dead to bury. Laurent breathed in, smoke thick in the air and uncomfortable in his lungs. He, too, slipped off his horse, his eyes trailing the loosed hound toward an outbuilding just as Damen’s did. As if summoned by the whined orders from the dog, Damen moved towards it, kicking up ash and dirt along the way. Laurent followed.
It bothered him, that he would always follow.
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slight canon divergence
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