Feeling overwhelming embarrassment, she gently pushed herself away from him. “Thank you for watching over my king, even if you are only doing it at my request,” she peered down at her hands, her cheeks beat red.
He cleared his throat, “Of course, I don't want this war any more than your king does,” he then turned his attention back to Battaleon and Leonard, who were standing some distance away, uncomfortably.
“Battaleon and Leonard, you will be returning to the human camp to watch over the king. He is to survive until his departure at sunrise. Am I understood?” He questioned.
“Yes, your Majesty,” they spoke in unison, bowed, and quickly prepared for their departure. Within moments they were back and sailing through the sky back toward the king's tent.
“Thank you, again,” Areana whi
