Chapter Three “Are you alright, Wyatt?” Aiden asked. “You’ve been quiet all morning.” We sat at a long wooden table in our hotel’s dining room. Other Soldiers and Lieutenants came and went, but I hardly noticed. “Yeah,” I muttered as I stared at my empty plate. “What about last night?” Benjamin said after swallowing a mountain of scrambled eggs. “Did Roderick have you on cleaning duty, after all?” I shook my head. “He had me watch over Kara.” “Bogg’s daughter?” Aiden asked. “Why you?” “Appare...