The days after battle were like summer vacation after a long school year. Everyone went their separate ways around camp, only meeting if that happened to be on their usual list of leisurely tasks to be completed.
Anna sauntered around camp to find her two favorite outcasts, most likely joined by a third.
Someone grabbed her shoulders from behind. She whipped around to see the top of a large, blue hat. "Ricken?" she called.
"Down here, Anna," he grumbled.
Her eyes drifted downward to meet his. He stood at least an inch shorter than usual. "What did Henry do?"
