None of the knights argued further. Every man tread carefully, as though the slightest misstep might ignite another storm.
Anna's fragile condition hung over them like a quiet, unspoken burden.
It was impossible to deny it now—the princess who once seemed timid, even naïve at times, possessed a courage far greater than any of them had expected.
What she had done was not reckless. It had been deliberate, compassionate, and wise. She had risked herself without hesitation to save lives.
Eric and Eli returned quietly to the campfire, where Luke and Damon were already waiting, the same unease shadowing their faces at the turn in the lady's condition.
Helpless to intervene, they could do nothing but wait in strained silence. The flames crackled softly between the knights, yet none of them felt its warmth.
Not long after, Rafe emerged from the infirmary and made his way towards the commander's tent at a brisk pace.
