Wilhelmina and Arielle had spent several long days working through the intricacies of their plans for Dunbridge, Norhallow, and Valmere. Though there had been friction between them, it gradually gave way to a grudging respect—Wilhelmina saw that Arielle had a keen mind for logistics and strategic thinking, while Arielle began to appreciate Wilhelmina's more nuanced understanding of people and their emotions. The competitive spirit between them remained, but it was slowly turning into something more cooperative.
On the day of implementation, the two found themselves side by side in the bustling town square of Dunbridge. It was an early morning, the sky painted in hues of gold and pink as the first rays of sunlight bathed the town. There was a palpable energy in the air, an eagerness that had settled over the townspeople as they gathered to listen to the two women. Wilhelmina stood on an elevated platform, her voice clear and commanding as she addressed the crowd.
