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Her frown deepened under the weight of his displeasure, which seemed to fill the air between them. But you disagree, Andromache prompted, and without waiting, went on. Speak your mind. Your experience is valued.

Yet she felt tense again, this time with consternation. Nikolaos had served faithfully, survived a war, won a war. He was known. Respected. And vital to her success. They could not afford to be at odds with one another.