Miranda dashed into the woods. The attack had taken another turn. The Mintoval soldiers and sorcerers that had been absent from the palace had suddenly shown up and Miranda's troops were scavenging for their lives.Hela dashed ahead of her and suddenly pulled up a shield that blocked a large spear that was being shot toward Miranda. Miranda gasped as she saw how close she was to being dead just a few moments ago. The night was still dark and she could barely see what was happening around her"The horses. We have to get to the horses." She said to Hela who quickly nodded and blocked another spear.Someone suddenly fired an arrow toward her and the arrow pierced Hela's shoulder. She cried out as she fell and then Miranda turned around. Behind her, she could see two Mintoval soldiers standing there. One of them still had the bow with which he had shot Miranda.The soldiers hurled towards her and she quickly twisted her sword and met them in the fight. She quickly dodged the first strike

Birds chirping.That was the very first thing Miranda heard as she began to recollect herself. Then came the warm ray of sunshine falling on her face which seemed to burn away all forms of sorrow and sadness she had been feeling.She slowly opened her eyes to the world around her, taking a moment to absorb what she could see. She was in some sort of garden, lying on a vast green field that stretched farther than she could see. The birds still kept chirping and they flew from one place to another. Some came around to fly over her head and she could not deny how mesmerizing it was. She smiled and chuckled as one of them perched on her hair, pulling off a twig that was stuck in it. It was a beautiful place, but where was she?Miranda stood up and looked around her. She knew she was no longer in the world of the mundanes for nothing about where she was suggested she was still in the real world. Was she dead? She remembered falling asleep again while Kendrick and Hela spoke to her. Did sh

"Elle!"Miranda asked in shock and relief as Elle dashed towards her, her hands glowing with a green light that formed loops around her arms. She, who was smiling at First suddenly gasped and stretched out her hand towards Elle, shooting one of the loops at a sorcerer that tried to advance towards Miranda.The sorcerer flew in the air before he crashed to the ground. As Elle got to stand beside Miranda, the loop she had shot at the sorcerer suddenly replaced itself."How are you here? How are you still alive?" Miranda asked. She was so happy that it felt like she was dreaming.The sorcerers began to advance toward them and at the same time, the new fighters that had joined the cause dashed past Miranda and Elle and attacked the sorcerers. "Told you I had nine lives," Elle said to Miranda and chuckled. Miranda on the hand was not sure about that. She knew she would confirm it if the fight was over."Hello, Hela. You still managed to look beautiful. That's good. I'm jealous." Elle said

Miranda opened her eyes as the dreamscape faded away. It had been a passionate time with Alastair, a distraction she so earnestly wanted. That moment had given her time to think and she was able to plot out her next line of action.She stood up from the chair as Elle walked into the room, holding a potion in her hand and whistling as she did. She gazed at Miranda who was busy strapping her sword to her waist."Can I ask where you're going?" Elle asked Miranda who crunched to tie her boots."I realized something while I was here alone. If we are to defeat the mintovals and reclaim the palace, we will need help. A lot of help. Could you fetch lord Henry for me?" Miranda said to Elle and Elle nodded. She knew better than to try and persist with the questioning.The urgency in Miranda's tone made her dash out of the room without asking any other questions. She hurried down the hallway, dashing past guards and servants as she tried to find Lord Henry. She went back to the spot where he had

Lord Henry stood before the mass grave for a minute in silence in respect for all those who had fallen for the cause. Those guards were people who he had once led and loved. He was not sad that they died for he knew they died for their Kingdom. It was a proud thing to do and he was very certain of that. But still, that fact didn't make it less painful. They would have been patrolling the ground at that time, all of them dutiful bastards who even dared crack jokes about him sometimes.It was a nice time in the manor, which at the moment was reduced to nothing but a desolate and empty place. No one remained after that night. They either died or ran away. Lord Henry was certain that his father might have heard the news by then, but he was guilty of the fact that somehow he had forgotten how to inform his father of the developments. That was not a dutiful thing to do. Perhaps he would after that night was over.Miranda and Elle walked out of the manor and headed toward Lord Henry. She had