“Marc?” Émilie repeated.
He opened his eyes cautiously, and was met with blinding white light. Shortly thereafter he became aware of a persistent ringing in his ears, as though an opera singer had been holding a high note for too long. I really wish she would take a bow…
A sharp pain along his forehead was next. Those symptoms ought to worry him, but this was not the first time he was knocked unconscious… Am I out of danger?
“There you are,” Émilie said.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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