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violence at the border. almalexia had pursued her husband's scent only in idle inquiry at first, but belatedly became aware of the conflict. the sound of it, and then as she came upon the remnants of the scene, the aftermath. the woman's scent. and ingram's, intertwined.

she followed. hers was a silent shadow of a presence, but she made no effort to hide herself. they were alone together, she saw; let them see her, then.

were they tending some wounds they'd received in battle? or did ingram have a different sort of tending to in mind? no way to know, yet disgust coiled in her mismatched eyes. already she was consumed with thoughts of his betrayal. let him see her. let him see what he would lose.

she loved him. had changed for him. but she did not need him.

she would be no man's fool.

i was not sure if this was meant to be all welcome or not, so if this isn't okay i can delete it <33