Land of the Brave: Forbidden Spice (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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I must ask, again, that you not keep searching, for we are all safe and happy, and content to live our new lives. My thanks for your consideration.
Your servant,
Captain Ryan DuBarry
“What do you think, sir?” the old sergeant asked, his face revealing nothing particular despite having obviously read both communications.
John looked over his shoulder, then down at the letters, and made his decision.
“We will camp here for the night, then head back to the fort,” he said firmly. “There is no need to search further. It would appear that there is nothing to find here. These letters are quite explicit, are they not?”
A twinkle appeared in the sergeant’s eyes, and he took the letters back, folded them carefully, and placed them in a leather pouch hanging from his belt.
“I don’t believe there is any need to linger, sir,” the man agreed. “These lands offer many puzzlements, many mysteries. A wise man once told me to see with your heart, and not try to discard things, just because you don’t fully comprehend them.” He shot a telling glance at where the wolves had disappeared, and lowered his voice. “Perhaps it’s best to leave in peace.”
John met his glance, nodding as he read the same truth that he had reached. This place should be left alone, the tepees undisturbed. He ordered his men to build a fire, and they soon had a hearty fish stew cooking.
The following morning, rested and fed, the troop pulled out, filing back into the forest again, and heading home.
“Live free,” John whispered, saying farewell to this magical place. He heard a mournful howl, then another, and another, and smiled to himself. Yes, they would live free.
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