Sarah POV
Sarah led Miranda to the stables. The idea had popped into her mind while she mulled over different ways around her inability to shift due to her pregnancy.
She was both a skilled equestrian and a skilled archer—a skill set that would come in handy during the battle which would start at any moment.
When they arrived, Sarah stilled her steps—warriors seemed to be standing guard outside. Just when she thought they would have to fight their way to the horses, a friendly face came into view.
“At your service, Your Highness,” Colin, the friendly prison guard, smiled at her before bowing slightly. “I heard you were coming to the stables, so I and this group of warriors decided to come here. We’re ready to fight with you, Your Highness.” Sarah’s eyes filled with tears as a lump of e
