Previously...
"Contact the lab to find out how many doses of the cure they have. And take these down to the hospital immediately," said Vikus, indicating the vials of orange liquid.
"No," said Luxa, her face as hard as flint. "Our first act will be to send aid to the gnawers. I gave Ripred my word. And it will be done."
No one in the room dared to object.
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After this announcement, a wave of fatigue seemed to wash over Luxa. She looked down at Hazard, who had never let go of her hand. "You must be hungry," she said. He gave a nod. "Have food sent," she said to the guards on her way out of the council room.
They did not go far. There was a small chamber just across the hall with a couple of couches. Luxa sank into the corner of the nearest one, drawing Hazard down beside her. She rested her elbow on the arm of the couch and leaned her head into her hand. Stella collapsed on the couch next to her with Leo by her side. Gregor sat on the one across Luxa with Boots on his lap. Temp sat at their feet.
"You did great in there, Luxa," said Gregor.
She made a noncommittal sound in her throat. Stella could see she was upset. Vikus and Nerissa appeared in the doorway. Vikus came to Luxa and gently laid his hand upon her cheek.
"How will we survive this, Vikus? The retaliations from our enemies...and our shame," said Luxa.
"We will survive it together," said Vikus. "If we are attacked, we will defend ourselves. But we will first try and temper the anger with apologies and aid. Give back land, supply food and medicine. As for our shame, we can only hope to learn from it." He lifted her chin. "It is so very good to see you again."
"And you," said Luxa. Her eyes went to her cousin. "How did you enjoy the throne, Nerissa?"
"You can well imagine," said Nerissa with a quivery laugh. She took the small golden crown off her head and settled it on Luxa's. "I think this fits you better."
Luxa sighed and gave the crown a little shove back on her head. "It seems I only lose one of these to find another. Thank you for standing in for me."
"It is a truly dreadful job. I do not know how you bear it," said Nerissa. She reached out and touched Hazard's hair. "And you must be Hazard."
"Luxa says I can live here and be her brother," said Hazard uncertainly. His eyes traveled around the room, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Stella realised he had probably never even been in a building before.
"You are most welcome," said Vikus. He looked at Luxa and said softly, "Hamnet...?" Luxa just gave her head a small shake.
"He died. He won't come back now," said Hazard. "Right, Luxa?"
"No, he will not. So we shall have to hold him very carefully in our hearts," she said, wrapping an arm around him.
Vikus gazed at Gregor, then at Stella and Leo, their wounds, the swords at Stella's and Gregor's waists. "So, Overlanders, how fare you?"
"I'm still here," said Gregor.
Stella wasn't the least bit interested in talking about herself right now. "I'm okay, I guess," was all she said.
"Eh," said Leo. "Could've been worse."
"So they're alive?" Asked Gregor. "They're getting better?" Stella was sure that Gregor was dying to see his mom and bond.

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The Seeker and the Curse of the Warmbloods: A Gregor the Overlander Fanfic
Fantasy𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐈𝐍 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒' "𝘛𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯... 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦?" Even though Stella had only been there once, it was hard to forg...