Chapter 271 Once the guard had deposited me on my bed like a sack of potatoes, I was alone. But I refused to sit around and wallow. I had to escape. I was not going to abort my child. I didn't hesitate. The moment I was alone, I slipped off the bed and scoured my tent. There were no weapons, but I decided that the mirror would have to do. I placed a sheet over it from my bed to muffle the sound, then pounded it with my fist until I felt the glass crack. Then, I pried a large piece loose and hurried over to the back of my tent, as far from my guard as I could get.

I carefully sliced into the canvas. The shard of glass cut into my palm, drawing blood, but I didn't stop. I kept cutting until there was a flap large enough to squeeze through. I pocketed the glass just in case and dropped to all fours. I peeked through the slit, finding nothing but a small, makeshift alleyway between my tent and a few others. Once I was certain the coast was clear, I crawled through. The sun was still high in the sky, leaving few shadows to cover me. I kept low and darted between the tents. This city was a fucking mess.

I didn't know which way to go, or where the best path would take me. Everything was a sea of canvas and wood and piles of debris. Finally, I spotted a potential exit-a wide pathway leading through a gate into the woods. I peeked around the corner of a tent and looked both ways. There were rogues pacing back and forth on a patrol. Guards. I'd have to time my movements perfectly. I counted their steps. Each one walked about fifteen to twenty paces in one direction before turning. They moved in opposite directions, so they always had eyes on both sides.

to go back and forth until I reached the gate, but it was doable. The first one went smoothly. I darted across the road and dove behind a barrel before they spotted me. My heart leapt into my threat, but I immediately sprang back to my feet and waited for the

and shoved me back before I could reach it. I sprawled across the dirt, and my head began spinning so violently that I think I lost consciousness. "Gideon..." When I woke, I was in my bed. I could see the shadows of multiple people moving around, silhouetted through the canvas. Asher must have stationed extra guards all around me. Before I could get my bearings, the flap opened and

It was probably poisoned with the abortion drugs. Just to make a point, I took the tray from her and walked over to my makeshift bathroom. Then,

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