All fifty thousand soldiers were assembled, ready to dive straight into the madness of a battle as they waited for Seraphina to use her magic to teleport them all.
Drystan stood by her side while Karstark yelled their war affirmations to increase the morale of his soldiers.
"Are you absolutely sure that you wish to do this?" Drystan asked, placing his hand on the small of her back as his eyes shone with concern. "I don't want you draining out all your powers."
Seraphina looked at him with a mildly amused expression, "are you underestimating me, husband?" She asked with a smirk on her lips.
Drystan sighed, shaking his head softly before he raised his hand to place it on her cheek. "Only concerned, my love." He whispered softly to her.
Seraphina, instead of replying, only gave him
