With that, he went to his tent.
* * * It took Sadira a long time to get to sleep.
In the interim, she lay under the thick blanket top of her bed-roll and stared at the canvas top of her tent. Outside, she could hear the dim murmur of the men talking although she couldn't make out what they were saying. She wasn't sure why she was so interested in knowing, but she was. She wasn't usually a nosy person.
She heard Haeden go to his tent, and knew Alrim would be out there on watch. Given that she was still awake, she considered going back out, but decided against it.
So instead, she turned onto her side and closed her eyes. And waited, and waited, until sleep came. And when it did, she dreamed of Scerai, but it wasn't quite as sad as it usually was. In the morning, she would wonder why that was.
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