((#1 Rule of Romance Novels: It doesn't have to make sense if it's DRAMATIC.)

When Devlin Plume said he was going to send her on a whirlwind book promotion tour, Gilberte hadn’t been entirely sure what to expect - except, maybe if she was lucky, a few cheap wine and cheese events at the local pubs. She had thrown a few of those herself for her last novel, and they were bearable, minus the resulting aching head and indigestion. Devlin Plume, however, did not seem to subscribe to the Gilberte Lachlan school of book promotion. Not only did he scoff at her idea of the wine and cheese parties (“Get drunk on your own copper, kid.”), he refused to tell her the details of his plans, demanding simply that she hire a nanny for the “brat” and pack her bags.

1. Friend
    My best friend is hurting, and there’s nothing I can say or do to help. Just a few hours ago, we were laughing and joking on the docks with everyone else at Tailn’s party. Everything changed so quickly when that alarm went off.
    Someone hurt my friend. Someone is going to pay.

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10. Sleepy
    A tired soldier is a danger to the team. Asking for stimulants to keep going when one’s already dangerously close to falling asleep during the weekly unit briefing is plain stupid. There was no way the Angels would have granted the request—not with the Judiciary in the Infirmary. Nore simply put her foot down, and ignored the amused look on Harrigan’s face when she ordered Corporal Brennan to delegate the investigation and get a full night’s sleep.