Chapter 1814 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep24

• Savin. He'd heard of a Magister with that name. Was that his Huntress? Was this whole thing some petty relationship squabble? His whole terrible hollow identity used, toyed with, all to be the plaything for a Princess with a perverse fetish.
• Lenna had recovered, though the blood drooling from her lip made it clear she'd taken a hefty hit from the back of Shay's head. Good. Least he'd hurt the brute before he'd be executed.
• "Fucking...little...runt," Lenna said, violence in her voice and fire in her eyes. "You want him gone? Spies aren't protected under any flag."