Word was sent to the Lonely Mountain, and more of Karstly's men were exchanged for free troops. Supplies were sent as well, along with attendants, and amongst those attendants there included Blackthorn's Amelia and Pauline.
To say that they were distraught at the state of her would have been an understatement. The two of them had been unable to do anything but weep until their Lady had woken up hours later in order to comfort them.
Oliver still felt their harsh gazes as he walked around his camp, and he did not blame them for it.
His wounds could not have been said to be in a good state either – but he had not rested any longer than usual. A mere eight hours was all he needled. The energy that came with a breakthrough to the Fourth Boundary was incomparable. It was ever so different to the almost terrifying breakthrough that he'd had when he'd prematurely entered into the Third.
