"Let's take inventory of everything, come" As they walked through the bustling camp, Ana and Natalia checked on the supplies, food, and medical kits for each party. They made sure everything was accounted for and in good condition. The knights and soldiers were busy preparing their armor and weapons, their determination clear in their faces.
"My queen." A knight approached them, bowing his head respectfully. "Sir Ethan wishes to speak with you, my lady."
"Thank you, sir."
Ana followed the knight to where Sir Ethan was standing, his expression serious. "My lady," he began, bowing his head. "I fear we may have underestimated the Daeth forces. They've managed to breach our defenses and are putting up quite the fight."
"Already?" Ana said, her heart racing with worry. "And what of Wesleynard? Has he been injured?"
