Tears welled in Jamira's eyes as she struggled to staunch the bleeding from Maragtas's wound. The general approached, concern etched on his face. "Your highness, why do you weep? And... who is this man?" he inquired. Jamira remained silent; her focus was solely on Maragtas. Instead of answering, she gestured urgently, "Help me mount him onto my horse." The general, puzzled and confused by her response, hesitated but eventually nodded. "As you command, your highness." Together, they lifted Maragtas onto the horse, Jamira cradling him protectively as they prepared to depart. With determination in her gaze, Jamira ordered the general, "Lead the soldiers back to the palace." Without waiting for a response, Jamira spurred her horse forward, leaving the battlefield behind as she raced to bri

