"Before my first battle," Aedion said to the girl, "I spent the entire night in the privy." Evangeline squeaked, "You?" Aedion smirked. "Oh yes. Quinn, the old Captain of the Guard, said it was a wonder I had anything left inside me by the time dawn broke." An old ache filled Aedion's chest at the mention of his mentor and friend, the man he'd admired so greatly. Who had made his final stand, as Aedion would, on the plain beyond this city. Evangeline let out a little laugh. "That's disgusting." "It certainly was," Aedion said, and could have sworn Lysandra was smiling a bit. "So you're already much braver than I ever was." "I threw up earlier," Evangeline whispered. Aedion said in a conspiratorial whisper, "Better than shitting your pants, sweetheart." --