“I don’t understand.” Regynn stood in front of the desk, her look of bewilderment plain for all too see.
The officer in charge scowled up at her, “What’s to understand. You’ve received new orders. You’re to leave on the morning tide and return to Stormwind.”
“But I haven’t gotten the information from the prisoner yet.”
“Any information that lout may, or may not have had, is irrelevant now. The war is over. Your services are no longer required. You’re orders have been rescinded, you’ve been recalled.” he shuffled some papers and thrust them into a folder, all but slamming the cover shut, “You will go to your quarters immediately and pack. As I said, your ship departs on the morning tide.” With...