Claire’s POV
We had a handful of hours before we needed to leave for the exchange. In that time, George had me fitted for body armor.
“They will likely attempt to remove it from you,” he said. “But try to keep it on for as long as you can. I don’t know what kind of torture they will attempt, but this will keep your vital organs safe for as long as you wear it.”
Near the door to this room, Gideon winced at the word torture. I ignored him for now, twisting in the armor, becoming accustomed to the feel of it. It was only slightly restrictive. I would still be able to move quite freely while wearing it.
“Thank you,” I said.
George touched my arms at the elbows. “You are as brave as your mother was,” he said. Then, after giving me a sad sort of smile, he walked away, leaving me alone with
