(Third Person POV)
Although Camila was indifferent on the surface, she still wanted to know how Desmond was planning to leave the square. Being surrounded by four knights of the royal family and fifty of his best men, Desmond was in a bind. That look brimming with confidence in Desmond's eyes convinced Camila that he could get out of this place.
A second later, she and Desmond shared a look of surprise as the little faerie stepped forward. The fairy grew in size, reaching the height of a little girl. Camila didn't think that would make any difference.
Due to the distance and the faerie's quiet voice, Camila couldn't hear what Desmond and the faerie were talking about. What Camila did hear was the order to start an indiscriminate bombardment.
A slight, barely suppressed smirk appeared on the face of the person who was currently in charge of the operation. Camila immediately knew the intentions of that hypocritical piece of trash.
