"What are you thinking about, sister?"
Ophelia came closer to her, hugging her from behind as Violet looked out the window. The usually lively barracks were now quiet and empty, as the knights joining the expedition were packed up and ready to leave.
"N-nothing… I just wondered if the preparations are lacking anything…" She answered. The decision to join the war was made just two weeks ago, and even with the duke's power and connections, some things might be missed.
"Please, those burly men don't need anything except their lives and the sword hanging by their waists… And with the amount of medicine you prepared, they will be able to cheat the death for a long time," Ophelia pointed at the fact, that Violet forced the sage to work nonstop in the past week.
