Page 12 of Amethyst Queen
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Smoke billowed in the distance, turning the blue sky black — another explosion.
“Where is that?” Amalee asked.
“Looks like the Craven Village.”
“Where the college is located?” Amalee swallowed the bile rising in her throat.
“Yes… Commander,” Dante barked orders, “Get help over there now.”
“I’m going.” Amalee started toward the door, but Dante grabbed her.
“Your Majesty, that is not a wise idea.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck what you think… I. Am. Going. Captain, I’ll ride with you.”
