Chapter 153 Fractured Honor

The army surgeon turned to Gideon for direction.

Gideon's expression was shadowed, impossible to read. He tipped his chin slightly. "Do as she says."

The surgeon sighed. "Yes, Your Grace." He began preparing to set the joint.

Oriana stayed seated, posture straight, face calm.

Watching her, the surgeon felt some of his tension ease.

But standing not far away, Gideon lowered his gaze and notice