Lier felt her heart throb even though she knew and expected what would happen. They were still subordinates and comrades that she had worked with from years. They had become good friends.
No matter how much she scolded them in her mind, they were still.... her friends. She may take their salaries unfairly, but the second that they needed some money, she would be the first to lend it to them.
She didn't know what to call herself. A selfish b*tch? Or a caring friend?
Rage took over her mind for a split second, but she resisted it forcefully and thought about things carefully. What were the chances of them winning? Almost none.
But, if they could delay him from chasing the queen, then the queen could do something. She could make an alliance or do something!
Even if she fled right now, she would end up having to flee the kingdom of witches.
