happened. Hearing that their soldiers, with
victory in hand, had fled back to the city
walls, had only sent her running for the castle
battlements faster, Elide with her. As she had
been all day, helping her.
Elide winced as they took the stairs up to
the battlements, but made no complaint. The
lady scanned the crowded space, looking for
someone, something. Her gaze settled on an
old man, a child with remarkable red-gold
hair beside him. Messengers approached him,
then darted away.
A leader—someone in charge, Yrene
realized after Elide did, already limping to
them.
The old man faced them as they
approached, and started. At the sight of Elide.
Yrene stopped caring about the
introductions as her gaze landed on the
battlefield.
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