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The woman still looked hopeful. "Then when can I come back tomorrow to see him?"

"I'm not sure about that," the guard replied.

Now she felt a bit disappointed. Yesterday, she had managed to see him and even shared a meal with the group, but today he was nowhere to be found.

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Just then, James walked by, still mulling over whether Nash was using the woman he had seen as a stand-in for someone else.

He muttered to himself, "It shouldn't be, right? Preparing a hot bath for her? Captain wouldn't be this nice to just any woman, it's not ethical. But then, Captain isn't that kind of person."

He was trying to reassure himself, knowing Nash's deep affection for Nina. It did not seem likely he would use someone as a stand-in. But on the other hand, since Nash and Nina were divorced, he wouldn't have to worry about ethics.

As James muttered to himself, the woman, Chana, looked up and saw him. She had heard bits and pieces of his self-talk.

"James!" she called out.

James turned and saw the woman they had rescued during their journey. Her name was Chana. They had saved many refugees in the area, but Chana's situation was unique.

Her husband, a citizen of Birkham, had passed away, leaving her to care for their five-year-old child. She wanted to reach the border to find her husband's family. Normally, they wouldn't have taken her along, but she was often bullied and underfed in the refugee camps.

Her husband's dying wish was for her and their child to be taken back to his country, where his parents would look after them. So, they decided to take her along and escort her to the border.

Along the way, she proved to be helpful, often mending the soldiers' clothes and doing other small tasks, earning their appreciation.

"Chana, it's you," James greeted her warmly. "What are you doing here so late? Your child needs you."

"He's asleep now, so I came to see Captain," Chana replied with a smile. "I overheard you talking about a woman and something about being unethical. What were you mulling over?" Chana had indeed overheard James's mutterings. Nash showing interest in another woman?

Along the journey, she had noticed

that Nash rarely interacted with women. He appeared cold, but his heart was just. He had saved her and her child, offering protection and help along the way. Chana had grown fond of Nash and cared deeply for him.

James, not wanting to delve into Nash's private matters, brushed it off. "It's nothing. What do you need?"

Chana didn't press further and instead glanced towards Nash's tent. "I wanted to see if Captain is still awake. I know people from your country enjoy tea. There's some excellent tea in this area that can pick in the morning, especially with the morning dew. I'm sure it would be perfect for you all."

Hearing Chana's plan, James thought it was a good idea. "That sounds great. Captain could use some tea to relax."

"Alright, I'll do that," Chana said, feeling delighted to have something to do for Nash.

Being a straightforward man, James didn't think too deeply into her intentions, simply wanting Nash to be comfortable.

He knew Nash had endured a lot of

hardship, and although he had

rejoined the military, he still had

some difficulties adjusting. He had

suffered from allergies and digestive issues several times.

"I'll arrange for a few people to accompany you for your safety," James said.

"Thank you, James," Chana replied, grateful for the help.