~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Everyone was ready to do their mission including Danaya.
Her men were gathered, equipped with sharp and polished swords, now and arrows.
Danaya can't bear to look at Zachary before leaving. She turned her back and said, "Wait for me here! I forgot something."
Five men shook their heads and wait for her to come back right away.
The princess's cloak swayed as she walked towards the backyard. From afar, she glances at the weak swordsman who's digging up the soil.
Danaya controlled her emotion not to walk closer to him. To wipe his sweats; to give him food and beverage; to hold and kiss him.
"Guard and feed them if it is necessary!" She commanded.
One of her great and trusted warriors listened to the princess. He was standing firmly but he's out of the world. His mind was in another dimension as hearkening to the princess.
