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Okay, Nikolaos lifted his own gaze to meet hers, almost challenging. She would have his tongue; it would likely fall to him to tear it out himself. You want to know what I think? You don't know what you're doing. The Roman, Fochis or whatever, he's nothing. You want to teach him a lesson, that's cool. Waste of time. Waste of resources. Waste of my blood, and Euryalos's.

You're not thinking, you're feeling. Young men make the same mistake, but you're a woman. Men will call you unfit to lead. Fochis will be the loudest, So think about it. He had said enough, so he left it unspoken. Nikolaos fell silent and watched for her anger.