The army moving to the Legin Glacier was prompted and prepared to head out while more warriors flocked the Fortress premises preparing for whatever Rowan had planned for them. Lyrah sat on the bed in the bedroom quarters obliviously caressing the silky material of her royal gown. Her mind was tuned to what was happening outside. Trucks were moving out, warriors were getting ready for the fight to their deaths to protect their home.
Her brother and her mate were standing amidst all that chaos. It was replaying all over again like the time Queen Noelle was kidnapped by her deranged uncle in the Realm of Spells but the unfortunate part was that this time it could result in Lyrah losing the two most important males in her life. She was very nervous and she didn't want to go back home anymore.
