The force of five hundred students and knights formed a temporary village despite treating the first years like pack horses. They finished before nightfall, but their misery didn't end.
"Jackson, you and all the first years will help to guard tonight."
A fourth-year knight who seemed connected to one of the royal knights announced. As he waited for the moment, the exhausted students lay their heads down to sleep.
A complete asshole.
"..."
"Yes, sir."
The knight named Simon soon left for his tent, leaving the first years devastated. Jackson looked around with an apologetic face.
"Let's split the hours between us so we get some sleep."
"You, Paul, Seth and Kate will take care of the first four hours. We will take the second set."
