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Amastan approached from behind, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his sword.
“Remember,” Amastan said softly, “if you choose fear over her, choose your words with care.”
The man backed away, swallowing his anger.
> She thought: Freedom is not granted. It is the silence you refuse to keep.
Anna rose slowly, her linen robes trailing across the sand. She stepped close, so close he could see the faint scars upon her neck.
“They hunt us all, even when we kneel,” she said quietly. “Better to stand in freedom for a day than live crawling for a lifetime.”
He faltered under her gaze.
The morning was heavy with silence. Among the freed captives, murmurings spread like sand snakes. Some feared reprisals from Algiers; others whispered Anna’s name with reverence, calling her Malika al-Sahra – Queen of the Desert.
But one Spanish man, a former soldier, stood before her tent.
“You endanger us,” he spat. “You are a queen. They will never stop hunting you.”
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