Zarqa leaned over the balcony, taking in the sight of the soldiers preparing to march out as soon as they were given the order. Some saddled the horses, others were handing out swords and spears, while the most important ones stood about barking and organizing them in formations.
The small number weighed on her. Now that they were taking the square of the castle, she could see that a hundred soldiers were hardly a thing. And most of them were young and looked to not have even handled a sword before.
Some were even visibly shaking.
" They're heading out I see." Jafar walked over to her and peeked down at the squads out there, a worried look swept over his face. " I wonder if the Prince has a concrete strategy against the thugs."
