"Where are we going to put all of these men?" Gavin asked as the troops milled around the courtyard.
"Put them in the south wing for now, double the rooms if you have to until we find barracks," Finn said, nodding toward Marl.
Gavin and Marl left to direct the troops. The courtyard had erupted into chaos. Tents were set up and men had built fires, trying to keep warm against the new year cold while they found a place to sleep. There was distrust between the two armies. The Praelian army was fierce and arrogant but the Bathlein army was proud. They didn't like to accept defeat, and the merging of their army with the Praelian army was a defeat of the largest kind.
"They aren't getting along," Cyrus said softly, walking close to Finn.
"I don't know if we can do anything to change that," F
