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"Fine—ye want towels? Get 'em yerself"

"I'd be happy to Where are they?"

Rawley jerked his head toward the rear of the pub "Back there In the storage room"

"Thank you You've beenher way through the rows of tables, pausing only to wave at Barnes as she passed

"Where're ye goin'?" he called out

"To get more compresses Mr Rawley's busy," she returned as loudly as she could

Skirting the tavern's further when she saw there were not one but two doors to choose froht

It wasn't the first Yanking it open, she was greeted with a burst of cold night air, infor her that she'd come upon the back entrance to the pub Fine—then it was the other door

Pulling it open, Aurora breathed a sigh of relief as rows of boxes and piles of towels told her that this was indeed the storage room

"'Ey, duchess, ye need 'elp?" one of the sailors at the last table yelled good-naturedly "I'll take on Barnes and yer 'usband if ye'll take e room with ye "

"Yeah, sure ye will," the sailor beside hi his friend a dubious look "'Er 'usband's Merlin Even 'urt, 'e'd be able to thrash ye Forget Merlin's wife and drink yer ale"

Both hter and tossed back their drinks

Aurora shrugged off the good-hu up a s Julian's wound so they could go home

With that goal in e roo to leave

The cold hard object that was jaed her mind