“I always try to,” Alina promised. “And yes, afterward I will tell you absolutely every detail. Especially about what happened on the picnic blanket…” A wink as she slipped out the door.
Arriving back at the General’s apartments, Alina took a deep breath, straightening and pulling her shoulders back. A soft knock and then she entered, taking a moment to look at the map that he had spread across his table. It didn’t look good, from what she could see. They were in a stalemate. An endless war. Hopefully she and Nikolai would be able to stop it.