Amelia walked the busy halls back to her room with Cyrus walking not too far behind her. She was dragging her feet against the stone floor thinking about the dead bodies they saw today. Letters would have to be sent to the families of those who died today.
'Why can't you listen to my prayers for once?' She questioned the Gods. Amelia asked them to protect the warriors but as always, her prayers fell on deaf ears. 'What's the point of praying to you when nothing happens? Great, now I am also pointing fingers.'
"Just in time. I was able to snag something from the cook for the two of you to eat," said Gina as she carried a tray of food. She hoped this one would be eaten as the cook had scolded her from returning twice even though it was meant for the princess.
Cyrus took the tray from Gina and held it with one hand. He used his other free hand to open the door for Amelia to enter.
