Chapter 61
After we showered, we dressed in pajamas and crawled into bed. He wrapped his arms around me, as if I were a lifeline. I fell asleep to the sound of his breathing for the first time in days. When I woke up, he was there, just looking at me. “The main palace was destroyed,” he told me, “The Guillotine bombed it. There’s nothing left, and only half of the people that were inside survived.”
“The staff?” I asked, even though I knew the answer.
“Nearly all dead,” he replied, emotionless, as if emotion were too hard to even muster.
“Were you in the fighting?”
He nodded. “I saw a man blown in two, Rose. A bomb went hurtling at him, and he was just…. torn apart. Not even torn really. One minute, he was standing, and the next minute he wasn’t there. Blown to smithereens.”
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