"No doubt the Minister was also going to mention the fact that our troops all await there, in Pendragon territory," Karstly said lazily. "Mine, Broadstone's, Blackthorns, and Rainheart's. With so much of importance in one place, I don't think it is even worthy of discussion, with how obvious our course is set to be."
"…I still have my homelands that I would see protected," Blackthorn said, with the slightest hint of a growl.
"But the majority of your soldiery are in Asabelian territory, are they not? Leave the defence of your homelands to your sons. You have a duty and a war to fight, General Blackthorn," Karstly said.
Though Blackthorn growled, it seemed as if he was very much in agreement. He shot his daughter an expectant look across the table, but given that Lasha made no move to reply, Oliver had no idea what the look meant.
