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“Freedom is never given,” she said, voice low and fierce. “It must be taken and defended.”
Amastan placed his hand over hers.
“We will not bow,” he said. “Our chains are broken, but our spirits unbound.”
Together they faced the rising sun, knowing the fight was far from over.
> The desert may break our bodies, but never our will.
Morning brought a heavy silence. Anna stood at the edge of the oasis, staring at the caravan tracks leading south—the path their enemies would take.
A messenger arrived, breathless and dust-covered, bearing a letter sealed with Ottoman insignia.
She broke the seal and read: the Ottoman governor had offered peace if they surrendered Amastan and the freed captives.
Anna’s jaw clenched.
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