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*Noah* Zara had been away for quite some time now, and I couldn't help but feel worry billow in my gut. I began to pace in the guestroom I was staying in, trying to get my mind off things. I worried that the guards weren't able to protect her from being captured again. It had happened twice in such a short period of time, and I didn't appreciate the idea of her being someplace else and in danger. I wished she had just let me go with her, though she had pointed out that it'd make her job harder, and I didn't want to do that either. There was no easy solution except for the one we had gone with. I needed to have faith in my guards, despite the worry that just kept escalating. Constantly worrying about that was growing tiresome and frustrating, so eventually I made my way out into t