A lamp burned on the wood table inside Commander Lothian's tent. Despite it being daytime, the tents remained dark because of the thick canvas they were made out of to preserve the warmth inside.
Henry looked down at the paper that contained the map and his brown eyes widened when he saw just how different the map looked from before.
"Can you walk us through what some of your drawings mean?" Commander Lothian asked Rosalind as he sat down on a chair next to her.
The closeness of the commander made her nervous, but she knew she had to be brave for those who were still stuck inside the duke's tower.
She nodded at the commander and scooted her chair towards the table a little bit more so she could point out what some of her drawings meant.
