"The city will be saved."
The king said, looking at Chang Chang. He nodded, as if coming to a decision.
"Druya, Abron, Obarn—bring the weaponmaster, the warmaster, and the regency council here. We have a lot to talk about and little time to do it. I want our scouts recalled as soon as possible. Collect all their information, their best guesses as to the strength of the drow force and where they'll hit the city's defenses first."
"They won't attack the doors. That much we know. They'll hit us at our weakest points along the wall and try to breach it."
Obarn replied the king.
"That'll be perfect,"
King Lagarma said, nodding. He pointed at Chang Chang.
"Take yourself and your men to the library, but wait for me outside the doors. Do you hear? Don't go in to Gallazza unless I'm there with you. Whatever happens, I'll do what I can to protect you."
"You're needed with your army. I can do this—"
Chang Chang protested.
