Knox’s POV
“Look out below!” came the dreaded shout.
I’d heard it too often now at the bridge site. I’d tried every idea Xylander, my engineer, had suggested, and some even just the workers themselves posited. But nothing was happening, and worse, the parts of the bridge that had been sound were now starting to weaken from all the failed attempts and threatening to break as well.
“I’m sorry, Your Highness. The wood we have just isn’t going to cut it, no matter how we work with it,” Xylander said sadly. “Not for a project this big.”
I clapped him on the shoulder. “It’s all right. We knew this was a strong possibility going in.”
Xylander glanced at me, then quickly away.
“What?” I asked.
“Well, Your Majesty, I just think what a terrible shame it is that Winter Harvest is such a resour
