I can walk down the hallway by myself!” Rani sighed in disgust as the placid soldier followed her down the palace corridors that led to the royal apartments. She was irritated that he was shadowing her, irritated that he would not respond to her blatant rudeness, irritated that Bardo had failed to show up at the cathedral. Again. It had been nearly a week since she had last seen her brother. In the first month that she spent in the palace, Bardo had met her at Roat’s altar regularly, but now it seemed as if Rani had once again been abandoned. She edged her frustration into a high, piping voice. “I said, leave me alone!” The soldier froze as she rounded on him, staring through unblinking eyes, as if she were a strange specimen of moss from the palace garden. His impassivity enraged her further, and she reached out with stiff arms, pushing against his breast-plate. “If you don’t stop following me, I’ll scream!” Marcanado clenched his fists at his side, but he showed no other sign of hearing Rani’s threat.
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