Water day

A busy day. Heiye has asked permission to go out at night and set a trap for our rival gang.

I believe I said something like, “We are engaged in a rebellion, surely that is enough warfare for anyone.”

“You said it was good practice, lady.”

“I did not.”

“As you say, lady mistress.”

“Oh, maybe I did. I don’t know.”

“You are ill,” he said. “I will put you to bed.”

I am in bed. I am ill, apparently, having caught something from the babe. It is unacceptable.

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